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hustlenbustle · 6 months

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John Milton

Lycidas

Yet once more, O ye laurels, and once more

Ye myrtles brown, with ivy never sere,

I come to pluck your berries harsh and crude,

And with forc'd fingers rude

Shatter your leaves before the mellowing year.

Bitter constraint and sad occasion dear

Compels me to disturb your season due;

For Lycidas is dead, dead ere his prime,

Young Lycidas, and hath not left his peer.

Who would not sing for Lycidas? he knew

Himself to sing, and build the lofty rhyme.

He must not float upon his wat'ry bier

Unwept, and welter to the parching wind,

Without the meed of some melodious tear.

Begin then, Sisters of the sacred well

That from beneath the seat of Jove doth spring;

Begin, and somewhat loudly sweep the string.

Hence with denial vain and coy excuse!

So may some gentle muse

With lucky words favour my destin'd urn,

And as he passes turn

And bid fair peace be to my sable shroud!

For we were nurs'd upon the self-same hill,

Fed the same flock, by fountain, shade, and rill;

Together both, ere the high lawns appear'd

Under the opening eyelids of the morn,

We drove afield, and both together heard

What time the gray-fly winds her sultry horn,

Batt'ning our flocks with the fresh dews of night,

Oft till the star that rose at ev'ning bright

Toward heav'n's descent had slop'd his westering wheel.

Meanwhile the rural ditties were not mute,

Temper'd to th'oaten flute;

Rough Satyrs danc'd, and Fauns with clov'n heel,

From the glad sound would not be absent long;

And old Damætas lov'd to hear our song.

But O the heavy change now thou art gone,

Now thou art gone, and never must return!

Thee, Shepherd, thee the woods and desert caves,

With wild thyme and the gadding vine o'ergrown,

And all their echoes mourn.

The willows and the hazel copses green

Shall now no more be seen

Fanning their joyous leaves to thy soft lays.

As killing as the canker to the rose,

Or taint-worm to the weanling herds that graze,

Or frost to flowers that their gay wardrobe wear

When first the white thorn blows:

Such, Lycidas, thy loss to shepherd's ear.

Where were ye, Nymphs, when the remorseless deep

Clos'd o'er the head of your lov'd Lycidas?

For neither were ye playing on the steep

Where your old bards, the famous Druids, lie,

Nor on the shaggy top of Mona high,

Nor yet where Deva spreads her wizard stream.

Ay me! I fondly dream

Had ye bin there'—for what could that have done?

What could the Muse herself that Orpheus bore,

The Muse herself, for her enchanting son,

Whom universal nature did lament,

When by the rout that made the hideous roar

His gory visage down the stream was sent,

Down the swift Hebrus to the Lesbian shore?

Alas! what boots it with incessant care

To tend the homely, slighted shepherd's trade,

And strictly meditate the thankless Muse?

Were it not better done, as others use,

To sport with Amaryllis in the shade,

Or with the tangles of Neæra's hair?

Fame is the spur that the clear spirit doth raise

(That last infirmity of noble mind)

To scorn delights and live laborious days;

But the fair guerdon when we hope to find,

And think to burst out into sudden blaze,

Comes the blind Fury with th'abhorred shears,

And slits the thin-spun life. "But not the praise,"

Phoebus replied, and touch'd my trembling ears;

"Fame is no plant that grows on mortal soil,

Nor in the glistering foil

Set off to th'world, nor in broad rumour lies,

But lives and spreads aloft by those pure eyes

And perfect witness of all-judging Jove;

As he pronounces lastly on each deed,

Of so much fame in Heav'n expect thy meed."

O fountain Arethuse, and thou honour'd flood,

Smooth-sliding Mincius, crown'd with vocal reeds,

That strain I heard was of a higher mood.

But now my oat proceeds,

And listens to the Herald of the Sea,

That came in Neptune's plea.

He ask'd the waves, and ask'd the felon winds,

"What hard mishap hath doom'd this gentle swain?"

And question'd every gust of rugged wings

That blows from off each beaked promontory.

They knew not of his story;

And sage Hippotades their answer brings,

That not a blast was from his dungeon stray'd;

The air was calm, and on the level brine

Sleek Panope with all her sisters play'd.

It was that fatal and perfidious bark,

Built in th'eclipse, and rigg'd with curses dark,

That sunk so low that sacred head of thine.

Next Camus, reverend sire, went footing slow,

His mantle hairy, and his bonnet sedge,

Inwrought with figures dim, and on the edge

Like to that sanguine flower inscrib'd with woe.

"Ah! who hath reft," quoth he, "my dearest pledge?"

Last came, and last did go,

The Pilot of the Galilean lake;

Two massy keys he bore of metals twain

(The golden opes, the iron shuts amain).

He shook his mitred locks, and stern bespake:

"How well could I have spar'd for thee, young swain,

Enow of such as for their bellies' sake

Creep and intrude, and climb into the fold?

Of other care they little reck'ning make

Than how to scramble at the shearers' feast

And shove away the worthy bidden guest.

Blind mouths! that scarce themselves know how to hold

A sheep-hook, or have learn'd aught else the least

That to the faithful herdman's art belongs!

What recks it them? What need they? They are sped;

And when they list their lean and flashy songs

Grate on their scrannel pipes of wretched straw,

The hungry sheep look up, and are not fed,

But, swoll'n with wind and the rank mist they draw,

Rot inwardly, and foul contagion spread;

Besides what the grim wolf with privy paw

Daily devours apace, and nothing said,

But that two-handed engine at the door

Stands ready to smite once, and smite no more".

Return, Alpheus: the dread voice is past

That shrunk thy streams; return, Sicilian Muse,

And call the vales and bid them hither cast

Their bells and flow'rets of a thousand hues.

Ye valleys low, where the mild whispers use

Of shades and wanton winds, and gushing brooks,

On whose fresh lap the swart star sparely looks,

Throw hither all your quaint enamel'd eyes,

That on the green turf suck the honied showers

And purple all the ground with vernal flowers.

Bring the rathe primrose that forsaken dies,

The tufted crow-toe, and pale jessamine,

The white pink, and the pansy freak'd with jet,

The glowing violet,

The musk-rose, and the well attir'd woodbine,

With cowslips wan that hang the pensive head,

And every flower that sad embroidery wears;

Bid amaranthus all his beauty shed,

And daffadillies fill their cups with tears,

To strew the laureate hearse where Lycid lies.

For so to interpose a little ease,

Let our frail thoughts dally with false surmise.

Ay me! Whilst thee the shores and sounding seas

Wash far away, where'er thy bones are hurl'd;

Whether beyond the stormy Hebrides,

Where thou perhaps under the whelming tide

Visit'st the bottom of the monstrous world,

Or whether thou, to our moist vows denied,

Sleep'st by the fable of Bellerus old,

Where the great vision of the guarded mount

Looks toward Namancos and Bayona's hold:

Look homeward Angel now, and melt with ruth;

And, O ye dolphins, waft the hapless youth.

Weep no more, woeful shepherds, weep no more,

For Lycidas, your sorrow, is not dead,

Sunk though he be beneath the wat'ry floor;

So sinks the day-star in the ocean bed,

And yet anon repairs his drooping head,

And tricks his beams, and with new spangled ore

Flames in the forehead of the morning sky:

So Lycidas sunk low, but mounted high

Through the dear might of him that walk'd the waves;

Where, other groves and other streams along,

With nectar pure his oozy locks he laves,

And hears the unexpressive nuptial song,

In the blest kingdoms meek of joy and love.

There entertain him all the Saints above,

In solemn troops, and sweet societies,

That sing, and singing in their glory move,

And wipe the tears for ever from his eyes.

Now, Lycidas, the shepherds weep no more:

Henceforth thou art the Genius of the shore,

In thy large recompense, and shalt be good

To all that wander in that perilous flood.

Thus sang the uncouth swain to th'oaks and rills,

While the still morn went out with sandals gray;

He touch'd the tender stops of various quills,

With eager thought warbling his Doric lay;

And now the sun had stretch'd out all the hills,

And now was dropp'd into the western bay;

At last he rose, and twitch'd his mantle blue:

To-morrow to fresh woods, and pastures new.

E.M 2024

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gingersnapwolves · 3 years

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The Untamed, a brief summary [Part 5/6]

Part One: Sword Wizard School

Part Two: The Search for the Yin Iron and the World’s Worst Summer Camp

Part Three: The Fall of Lotus Pier and the Sunshot Campaign

Part Four: The Downward Spiral

Part Five: Mo Manor, Hungry Sabers, and Yi City

Ext, Mo Manor [I … actually have no idea where this is geographically.]

16 years have passed. A mysterious guy whose face we don’t see sits in an inn while a dude enthusiastically tells stories about the horrible Yiling Patriarch (Wei Wuxian’s title before he died.)

Wei Wuxian wakes up. He is confused, as dead people tend to be upon waking up.

ENTER A MENTALLY ILL CHARACTER WHO DESERVED BETTER

He hears the voice of Mo Xuanyu, telling him that he had no choice but to summon him, and now Wei Wuxian must take revenge for him. He has four curse marks on his arm, one for each target.

A sidebar: in the book, Wei Wuxian is summoned into Mo Xuanyu’s body, which makes way more sense. In the show, however, they didn’t really want to change actors halfway through, which I dig, so he’s in his own body for Reasons Never Made Clear. Because of this, they give him a metal mask to wear, saying Mo Xuanyu was a weirdo who wore a mask all the time and nobody has seen his face in years. We all love Xiao Zhan and don’t want him replaced so we accept this.

ENTER THE DUCKLINGS

Here are two young cultivators from the Lan sect, Lan Sizhui and Lan Jingyi. The former is sweet and kind, the latter is ‘fight me’ in a fun way.

Wei Wuxian has no idea what’s going on but decides it’s time to Cause Problems. He figures out that Mo Xuanyu is yet another one of Jin Guangshan’s illegitimate sons. However, Mo Xuanyu’s mother was a member of the gentry, so he got to study at Koi Tower until he got thrown out for unspecified bad behavior. Everyone says that Mo Xuanyu was a lunatic.

Wei Wuxian meets the Lan ducklings, has flashbacks to Lan Wangji, and decides to hide in his room and play sad music on a blade of grass.

An angry sword spirit shows up and kills a bunch of people. The ducklings call Lan Wangji, and Wei Wuxian hides before he can be seen. Lan Wangji wraps everything up and subdues the angry sword spirit but doesn’t know what’s going on.

Three of the four curse marks on Wei Wuxian’s arm vanish, indicating that the three members of the Mo family who were killed were three of the four targets of revenge. Wei Wuxian steals a donkey and runs away.

The mystery man from earlier throws a chunk of gold to the storyteller.

Ext, Dafan Mountain [Yiling]

Wei Wuxian argues with his donkey a lot, and it’s pretty funny.

ENTER A TRUST FUND BRAT

Jin Ling is now 16. He is a huge brat and we like him anyway. Given that he was raised mostly by Jin Guangyao and Jiang Cheng, he’s actually more well-adjusted than he has any right to be. Of course, the bar for ‘well-adjusted’ in this show is sitting on the ground (and half the characters have gone to get shovels). Jin Ling has set up a bunch of spirit capture nets in the forest, and they capture a bunch of cultivators instead. Wei Wuxian cuts them down, and he and Jin Ling get in a fight. (Wei Wuxian doesn’t know who he is, because why would he?)

Wei Wuxian calls him a little punk and pins him to the ground with a talisman. Jiang Cheng shows up and is pissed. Wei Wuxian runs away again.

Turns out everyone is there for some sort of night hunt. Lan Wangji and the ducklings show up. Lan Wangji is a petty bitch who no longer speaks to Jiang Cheng, and it’s great. He’s destroyed all the spirit nets Jin Ling placed for pretty much no reason other than that he can. Jin Ling is pissed. Lan Wangji puts the silencing spell on him because he’s being a brat. Jiang Cheng decides this isn’t worth getting into a bitch fight with Lan Wangji over and huffs off with Jin Ling.

They all end up at the mountain where the statue from the first arc was. It’s eating people again, or something like that. Wei Wuxian talks to the ducklings, who listen to him because he helped them with the sword spirit at Mo Manor.

The statue attacks, and it’s chaos! Wei Wuxian decides that now is the time for some demonic cultivation. He starts playing a new flute (poorly, because he just carved it out of nearby bamboo). Wen Ning shows up. Everyone, including me, goes “WTF?!?!” because we all thought Wen Ning had been destroyed by the Jin sect.

Wei Wuxian realizes this is more trouble than he can handle and uses his flute to get Wen Ning to leave. But it’s too late. Lan Wangji and Jiang Cheng have seen him. Lan Wangji grabs his wrist. They stare at each other for like a solid 30 seconds and it’s great.

Then Jiang Cheng ruins everything, because he assumes (correctly) that someone playing the flute and controlling Wen Ning is, in fact, Wei Wuxian. He hits Wei Wuxian with the lightning whip. A fun feature of the lightning whip is that, if an evil spirit is possessing someone, the whip will smack them out of the body. This doesn’t happen to Wei Wuxian, since he was summoned by Mo Xuanyu himself. Jiang Cheng gets a little confused by this and Lan Wangji takes the opportunity to grab Wei Wuxian and bounce.

Int, Cloud Recesses [Gusu]

Wei Wuxian wakes up in Lan Wangji’s room. He says, ‘if I said I didn’t know where I was these past 16 years, would you believe me?’ and Lan Wangji says ‘yes’ without hesitation. I cry again.

Ext, Cloud Recesses [Gusu]

Lan Wangji is down in the cold springs. Wei Wuxian decides, like a gremlin, to go bug him there. But he sees Lan Wangji shirtless and he’s got a bunch of scars and it freaks Wei Wuxian out so he doesn’t hit on him.

Lan Qiren has been trying to suppress the sword spirit but it attacks him. Wei Wuxian plays his flute (badly) and the ducklings all wonder why the hell he’s even here. They figure out the sword spirit is trying to lead them somewhere.

Ext, Yueyang [Qinghe]

The sword has pointed them here and strange things are afoot. Wei Wuxian asks a guy if there’s some reason the sect leader isn’t taking care of it. He finds out that Nie Mingjue died in the intervening years while he was gone, and that Nie Huaisang is now sect leader and keeps telling people to please not ask him to fix problems because he doesn’t know what he’s doing. Nie Huaisang remains the most relatable.

They run into Jin Ling, who’s there with his adorable dog for night-hunting reasons. Wei Wuxian freaks out because he’s afraid of dogs. Lan Wangji leaps in to defend him and Jin Ling looks like he just found out gay people exist.

Ext, the forest [Qinghe]

There’s a weird tomb full of coffins with sabers in them. Jin Ling has broken in and nearly gets swallowed by the building. Lan Wangji and Wei Wuxian rescue him. He now has a gnarly curse mark on his leg. When they get outside, someone’s been watching them. Lan Wangji goes after him while Wei Wuxian gets Jin Ling back to the city. Lan Wangji only gets a scrap of fabric but recognizes the pattern.

Int, an inn [Qinghe]

Jin Ling freaks out when he wakes up because he thinks Mo Xuanyu is nuts. (One must presume he knows Mo Xuanyu better than the ducklings, since Mo Xuanyu is technically his uncle, and Jin Ling lives at Koi Tower a lot of the time so they would have encountered each other.) Wei Wuxian lets him go.

Int, a different inn [presumably] [Qinghe]

Lan Wangji has dragged Nie Huaisang in for a little chat, because he knows Nie Huaisang was spying on them in the forest. Nie Huaisang tries to plead ignorance but then admits that the Nie sect has this problem where their swords are so bloodthirsty that they have to be buried like people and fed criminals occasionally, like one would if they had a particularly large python for a pet. Wei Wuxian clearly wonders how, in that case, they had any right to criticize him for a little light necromancy.

Ext, Yueyang [Qinghe]

Lan Wangji leaves to … shit. I don’t remember. Well, he goes to do something, presumably important, leaving Wei Wuxian on his own. Wei Wuxian promptly gets spotted by Jiang Cheng and Jin Ling, and Jiang Cheng captures him. He says he doesn’t care that the lightning whip didn’t expel him, he knows he’s Wei Wuxian. He’s super pissed but doesn’t actually kill Wei Wuxian or even really hurt him, clearly conflicted about the whole situation.

Jin Ling suddenly ‘remembers’ important information about something that happened earlier to send Jiang Cheng on a wild goose chase. It’s likely that Jiang Cheng doesn’t actually believe this but he leaves anyway. Jin Ling sneaks Wei Wuxian out. Wei Wuxian tells him he’ll be in trouble because Jiang Cheng thinks he’s the Yiling Patriarch. Jin Ling scoffs because Jiang Cheng is always finding ‘Yiling Patriarchs’ in an ongoing search to find his brother.

Once in the forest, Wei Wuxian knocks Jin Ling out. He then transfers the curse mark from Jin Ling to himself because sixteen years of being dead didn’t teach him any self-preservation skills at all.

Int, the spirit-eating saber tomb [Qinghe]

Lan Wangji and Wei Wuxian bring the sword spirit to the tomb. It tells them they did a good job and then points them somewhere else, like some sort of spiritual scavenger hunt or an extremely intense game of Where in the World is Carmen San Diego. They theorize that the sword spirit is probably Baxia, Nie Mingjue’s sword, and it’s trying to lead them to wherever his body is. Nie Huaisang looks pretty upset about this, which seems reasonable. Our heroes promise him they’ll figure out what’s going on and return his brother’s body to him if possible.

Lan Wangji gives Wei Wuxian more details on Nie Mingjue’s death. The Nie sect has a history of ‘qi deviation’, which is sort of like a magical backlash. This is, they now figure, likely due to struggling to control these violent saber spirits. Lan Xichen and Jin Guangyao were both working to try to help Nie Mingjue avoid qi deviation but failed, and he had a violent fit, ran away, and was never seen again.

Ext, Yueyang [Qinghe]

Continuing in the vein of ‘shit, a lot happened while you were dead’, Lan Wangji tells Wei Wuxian that Xue Yang turned up a little while afterwards and Jin Guangshan made him a member of the Jin sect. Nie Mingjue wanted him executed for the murder of the Chang clan, but the lone survivor suddenly recanted his testimony, and not long after that, Nie Mingjue died/went missing. Xue Yang ended up in a pretty good spot. Wei Wuxian basically says ‘what a world’ and Lan Wangji takes his drink and knocks it back.

By the way, Jin Guangshan is now dead too, having died ‘in bed’ a little while after Nie Mingjue disappeared. I can’t remember when Wei Wuxian finds that out. But good riddance anyway.

Now drunk after one shot, Lan Wangji and Wei Wuxian have a touching moment or twelve. Lan Wangji admits that he regrets not helping Wei Wuxian in his last life, and Wei Wuxian tells him not to worry about it. After Lan Wangji falls asleep, Wei Wuxian goes outside and uses his new flute (which Lan Wangji has fixed up a bit) to summon Wen Ning. He finds that they’ve put nails in his head to suppress his consciousness, and removes them. They reunite and it’s emotional.

But before much can happen, Lan Wangji wanders drunkenly from the inn. Wen Ning goes to hide, and Wei Wuxian ends up babysitting drunk Lan Wangji again and it’s hilarious. Drunk Lan Wangji tries to steal chickens for him and also graffitis a random house.

When they get back to the inn, a masked man shows up and tries to steal the sword spirit. Even black-out drunk, Lan Wangji beats him, but he seems to have inside knowledge of the Lan sect fighting style. Then he uses a teleportation talisman, which hardly anybody has the skill to use.

Ext, Yi City [Hell, as far as I can tell]

Listen. I’m going to be honest with y’all again. This arc messed me up. I have no desire to revisit it in detail and it virtually never comes up in my fics. So I’m going to be very, very brief here.

Xue Yang tricked Xiao Xingchen into killing a bunch of innocent people, including Song Lan, who is now a fierce corpse under Xue Yang’s control. Xiao Xingchen found out what happened and killed himself. Xue Yang freaked out because he either a) actually loved Xiao Xingchen in his own messed up way, or b) was having a tantrum like a little kid who broke their favorite toy by playing too rough with it. Your mileage may vary and a thousand fanfics have been written about this issue. Since then, he’s been hanging out in Yi City, which is full of dead people and poison.

The really important part is that Xue Yang has been using yin iron to do all this stuff.

The ducklings followed a bunch of clues here, along with Jin Ling. Wei Wuxian herds them around while Lan Wangji fights Xue Yang and eventually kills him. The same masked man shows up, grabs the yin iron off Xue Yang’s dead body, and teleports again.

They find a headless body in a coffin underneath Xiao Xingchen’s, and the sword spirit reveals itself to be Baxia, indicating that it is indeed Nie Mingjue. Song Lan, now released from Xue Yang’s control, takes Xiao Xingchen’s sword and a spirit pouch with his fragmented soul and goes to be a wandering cultivator. It’s really depressing.

Ext, some city [I don’t remember]

Everyone’s kind of shell-shocked by the fuckery that was Yi City, so they’re trying to chill out. Lan Wangji and Wei Wuxian have a tender moment watching the juniors shopping. Wei Wuxian says, ‘If A-Yuan had lived, he’d be about their age now.’ Lan Wangji looks at him like he just realized he left the stove on. Meanwhile Lan Sizhui is fascinated by a stand selling toys just like ones Wen Yuan had at the Burial Mounds. Hm …

Lan Xichen has arrived. Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji show him Baxia and he’s really sad since he and Nie Mingjue were bros. Wei Wuxian (still pretending to be Mo Xuanyu) says that at this point, they know whoever killed Nie Mingjue and hid his body is a) friends with Xue Yang, and b) familiar with the Lan sect fighting style. He points out that this sounds a lot like Jin Guangyao, who had a ‘complicated history’ with Nie Mingjue.

Lan Xichen says it can’t be Jin Guangyao, because Jin Guangyao has been with him every night talking about important matters for the last week or so. Also, the use of the teleportation talisman has a negative effect on one’s health and he can personally attest that Jin Guangyao shows no signs of having used it. Another two thousand fanfics spring into existence.

At the end of the conversation, he calls Wei Wuxian by his name. Wei Wuxian takes off his mask and says ‘Damn, I should’ve known I couldn’t fool you.’ Lan Xichen pulls that whole ‘oh I didn’t actually know until you confirmed it just now’ trick but let’s be real there is absolutely no idea Lan Xichen didn’t already know, given that his brother has only ever tolerated one (1) person in his entire life.

Int, the inn [wherever they are]

The ducklings are fighting, mostly because Jin Ling is mad that Lan Sizhui said something halfway complimentary about Wei Wuxian, who he hates for killing his father (and causing his mother’s death). The other ducklings are like “bro, chill”. Jin Ling will not chill. Jin Ling will NEVER chill. Wei Wuxian is sad because his nephew hates him.

Lan Sizhui tries to explain that he only meant maybe they should have all the facts before they condemn someone. Jin Ling continues to not be chill. Lan Wangji buys Wei Wuxian some booze to cheer him up.

Despite Lan Xichen’s words, they’re still convinced Jin Guangyao is involved, and make plans to go to Koi Tower and look for Nie Mingjue’s head. Lan Xichen comes back in and tells them he’s thought about it and if they find evidence, they should bring it to him. They agree.

~end of part 5~

#gonna try and finish this up this weekend!#liveblog #the untamed

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courtney-deserved-better · 3 years

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this is so niche but like. i just finished part 3 of disenchantment and need to spitball a total drama au even though the show isnt done yet. spoilers and rambling below the cut.

okay so like gwen is bean. like she just gives me bean vibes i honestly cant see her being any other character.

i think noah is luci though alejandro is a strong contender noah just seems more luci yknow?

elfo I think could go in two directions. we could go the typical route and have cody be elfo bc he simps for gwen and all that but i think changing elfo’s personality/role in this au could allow courtney to be elfo.

like elves are more stereotypically snooty and classy in this au and have strict rules and courtney very much sticks to the rules but maybe lady elves or just elves in general aren’t allowed to be as aggressive and driven as she is so she leaves them to carve a path for herself.

so shes not as much of a pushover asl elfo but she’s very much a stickler for the rules and has a bit of a holier than thou attitude and is a bit stuck up

maybe shes also a princess and never mentions it because she leaves her throne behind and doesnt want to be bound to princess duties that get in the way of her doing what she wants to do yknow? and thats something she can hide from gwen but as time goes on and the elves come to dreamland (which should be called wawanakwa) gwen learns more about courtney’s princess past and they bond over it.

if we go the route with courtney then mora doesnt really exist in this au bc im gwourtney trash and that aint changing anytime soon.

but it takes a while for gwen and courtney to like each other. courtney and noah also clash but noah and gwen get along pretty well.

also noah looks like his usual self but can turn into pretty much what luci looks like when he wants to because magic demon powers and bc I love luci’s appearance so much (girl help i have gender envy for a fucking cartoon demon)

as for zog, derek, and oona, we’re gonna change them into sibling roles. lets say gwen’s dad, the king, had a lot of queens who all died after bearing him a child so gwen has a bunch of half siblings. and her dad is dead too. its the curse of zog or whatever it is in canon.

maybe cody could be derek (gwen does say he reminds her of an annoying little brother) and owen can be zog, and he rules with izzy as his queen, though it was an arranged marriage and izzy eventually divorces him to become a pirate queen like oona

and dagmar’s role can be gwen’s oldest sister, heather, who got turned to stone when gwen was younger and having only brothers and a crazy sister in law gwen idealizes heather as this great older sister despite barely remembering her. heather uses that to her advantage because she’s evil and once gwen finds that out they really dont get along (like dagmar and bean in canon)

owen is obsessed with the immortality pendant to bring his sister back to life after their drinks got switched not realizing that heather was trying to kill him so she could take the throne

i think chris should be odval bc he and bean have a hilarious dynamic that could totally be replicated with gwen and chris. and if chris has a gay wizard lover it HAS to be chef. chef is sorcerio

justin is merkimer. like really nobody else could be merkimer

trent is pendergast (my beloved) and turbish and mertz can be some hapless interns or maybe someone from a later cast, like spud and rock (that would actually be so funny spud can absolutely be turbish)

blaineley is the archdruidess of course

i dont know where alejandro fits in bc of course hes gonna be noah’s love interest but luci didn’t really have any love interests (except for kissy for a hot second but idc ab that) but i do think it would be funny if the usually unflappable demon noah suddenly has a crush on some handsome guy and is trying to hide it from his friends but hes terrible at it and gwen and courtney are teasing him 24/7 ab it. and noah is sad because alejandro would never want to date a demon if he knew what he really was but psych alejandro is a demon too. that’d be a great arc

i think beth would make a sweet bunty

and poor lindsay could be jerry! idk about becky and cloyd though… or the gunderson brothers… def need to know more about the last two before casting them

ok im crashing now but this is definitely gonna be something i revisit in the future. probably won’t post any fics until season 4 comes out so i know the full story before writing…

harold as the jester though

#total drama #td #disenchantment

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siswritesyanderes · 4 years

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Sorry I haven’t been posting; my stamina for writing has been kind of sporadic lately, and I’m really really sorry about that, so here’s just an idea dump of fun yandere concepts you can mull over that I haven’t yet written much of, on this blog:

Platonic yanderes. Depending on your interpretation, Luna was one of these in the Yandere Luna post. Also, I think I have two requests in my ask box with different variations of Harry being yandere for a friend!Reader, which I have not yet gotten to (again, sorry). But yeah, characters being yandere for their best friends is a lot of fun.

Characters with a more friendless past are super susceptible to this, so: Luna, Harry, maybe Hermione, if she was a nerdy loner in the Muggle world pre-Hogwarts. Neville even. Sirius and Remus both have reasons to become super attached to their friends.

Even characters who were never really loners could be good platonic yanderes; one of James’s principles is trusting his friends and loyalty and stuff, so he would be great.

(Small spoiler for upcoming information in Quite Harmoniously, so skip this bullet point if you don’t want that, but the founders are a tiny bit yandere for each other, in addition to being romantically yandere for the reader.)

Familial yanderes. Similar to the platonic yandere thing, but basically this is for characters who are orphans or have similar familial tragedies, who might want to fill that hole with a living character.

Yeah, Harry’s a gold mine for this. Add in that mention I made a few posts ago of how exploitable his Master of Death thing is, and we could have him bringing Sirius back from the dead, or Dumbledore, or literally just James and Lily. Or if he doesn’t bring anyone back from the dead...listen, every time Kingsley Shacklebolt says a word, Harry mentions how soothing his voice is. (I would say he could be yandere for Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, but in my mind he wants (a) parent(s) of his own, not Ron’s parents.)

This is completely crack, since they don’t interact much in canon, but it just popped into my head: Luna seeing McGonagall as a mother figure. Or Professor Sprout.

Tom being yandere for parental figures (ahem, I mean in a familial way this time) is an interesting idea. Him hating Dumbledore but also really, really wanting Dumbledore to say he’s proud of him would be a great dynamic. Instead of killing Dumbledore, maybe he leaves him alive as the only member of the Order of the Phoenix allowed to live, and has kind of We Need to Talk About Kevin vibes with him. Idk, there’s potential, is what I’m saying.

You know what? Let’s throw Teddy Lupin in there. Maybe he’s yandere for Harry. He’s raised by Andromeda (his grandmother); maybe she’s a little strict, and he’s young and likes it when his godfather comes to visit and spoils him rotten (because Harry’s handling of children would probably be pretty permissive early on, given his life with the Dursleys), and he doesn’t have parents, and the wizarding world is still pretty fresh off Harry’s victory, so we’re left with this orphan raised by a well-meaning but grieving and no-nonsense grandmother, and everyone he meets in the wizarding world just reinforces what a cool hero his super nice godfather is.

Seamus being yandere for Dean. I thought about putting this under “platonic yanderes”, but they could also just be gay, so I’m making it its own category. Gryffindor yanderes love to be heroes, and Dean has such a sad past, with his dad being dead and him being treated as a Muggle born and having to flee when Muggle Born Registration starts happening, that I could see Seamus wanting to protect him.

Imagine the “Seamus doesn’t believe Harry” conflict from Order of the Phoenix, but with the added issue that Harry invites Dean to join the D.A. and Seamus doesn’t want Potter talking to Dean!

I already have plans to write the Weasley twins both being yandere for Angelina. Honestly, it could be them and Lee Jordan, since all three of them express interest in her. She has a pretty take-charge personality, so I’m thinking, once their yandere traits start to manifest, either they’d better keep it thoroughly under wraps so she knows nothing about it, or she would keep them in check. She wouldn’t tell them to stop completely, but she would give them rules.

On the Percy Jackson side of things, I love the idea of mutually yandere Valdangelo. (Or Nico and Leo separately, but I started liking Valdangelo before Will Solace became such an entity, so you’ll have to excuse me, lol.)

Leo would be similar to the Weasley twins, in terms of being a self aware and fun yandere. Except instead of having a happy past, he’s full on Stepford Smiler patching over his trauma one joke at a time, so the desperation to be loved is higher. Also he’s a firebender.

Nico would be so protective. Like, SO protective. Also possessive. (Ooh, familial yandere? Nico and Hazel?) He can raise armies of the dead, shadow travel anywhere, and literally will someone to die?

(Again, I haven’t read past book one of Trials of Apollo yet, so please do not update me on anything I’m missing in that regard.)

Boy, this ended up being so long. But yeah, take this as my apology for taking so long to update anything!

#male yandere #long post #yandere ideas #yandere headcanons #harry potter #luna lovegood #tom riddle #teddy lupin #weasley twins #angelina johnson #marauders #seamus finnigan #dean thomas #leo valdez #nico di angelo

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laszlosharmonica · 5 years

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Things I might know about The Mighty Nein having not listened to it yet:

Nott:

Goblin. Uses a mask to appear human? I don't know if she's actually a kid but she's baby. Sticky fingers. Is with Caleb but I don't know why. I adore her.

Caleb:

Human wizard??? Tired™ He and Nott are either adventurers or on the lam. Has a fake accent??? Idk what his deal is but he has one. I like listening to him talk.

Beau:

Pirate? Ex pirate?? Rogue?? Doesn't express her feelings well. Could kick like everyone's ass. Is either gay for Yasha or Jester??? Gets teased for being sorta distant by another party member idk who. Her voice reminds me of Korra from LOK. 10 outta 10 would wife.

Caduceus:

Cleric? Warlock? Has a god. PINK. Chill. I would say maybe a satyr but I've also seen him described as a cow guy. Seems like a good friend. Soft?? I haven't heard him speak but I feel like he's got a gentle voice.

Mollymauk:

Purple. Tiefling? Dead??????? All the art I've seen of him is cool.

Jester:

Blue. Tiefling. Has a fucking fantastic voice. Gay for Beau??? Met her dad at some point but didn't know he was her dad. Good friend. Seems soft but I think she can be very mischievous. I would die for her.

Fjord:

Green. Tall? Has the same god as Cad apparently. I think he did a blood pact of some kind with Caleb at one point? Voice is deep as hell. I would trust him with my life I don't know why I just would. Vaguely yeehaw. ALSO HAS A FAKE ACCENT???? I love him.

Yasha:

I don't know much about her. Pirate? Warlock maybe??? She has a lot of hair and it's a look. Sad?? Goth aesthetic for sure. I feel like she needs a hug and someone should give her one.

I'm starting the campaign soon so I figured I should take my shots in the dark before I do.

#beacon throws spaghetti #critical role #cr caleb #cr nott #cr beau #cr mollymauk #cr fjord #cr jester #cr yasha #cr caduceus #cr beauregard #the mighty nein #cr campaign 2

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sirixbarty · 1 month

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chapter 39 | christmas in azkaban

"Barty," he whispered softly. "It wasn't easy for me."

Sirius' hand still felt like it fit perfectly in his. Barty's arm lay there, the dark mark exposed, and his gaze travelled upwards, finding Sirius lying on the floor of his cell, his arm outstretched and their hands over each other. He paused for a moment, thinking, trying to process those words. The feeling of suffocation took hold of him violently and his hands clawed at Sirius' hand, gasping for air and getting none. He coughed and choked and his eyes watered and he held onto Sirius with all his might. If he had to choke now, then for the first time in four years, he wasn't alone.

#sirius black #bartius #bartemius crouch jr #harry potter #barty crouch jr x sirius black #bartemius crouch jr x sirius black #barty crouch jr #the marauders era #sad but not yet dead gay wizards

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kida · 5 years

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what choose your own adventure books do you recommend? any specifically or just, like, the genre? side note: have you seen bandersnatch on netflix

so theres like three-ish apps featuring (good, well written) cyoa books: choices, choiceofgames & hostedgames. ive read...so many on all of these apps. spent a lot of money...you can be gay on any of these apps & their stories.

faves from choices: bloodbound, nightbound, wishful thinking, the freshman series, a courtesan of rome, desire & decorum (basically pride & prejudice but with more flavor cuz it features poc), endless summer, haunting of braidwood manor (actual ghost girlfriend is the main love interest), hero, high school story series was cute, it lives in the woods and it lives beneath (for real...best horror/romance on the app hands down), the elementalists (even...if i have my issues with it), the royal romance series (very very contrived and stupid sometimes but so dear to my heart), platinum (new bur promising), veil of secrets (v good murder mystery), perfect match (mystery...cyberpunk ish). ive read basically every book on that app. i have an opinion about every book. ive had it since launch. im poor

faves from choiceofgames: choice of rebels: uprising (very long, complex world. very good), tally ho (lighthearted, takes place in the roaring 20s in britain), grand academy for future villains, the superlatives: aetherfall, blood money (GHOSTS), psy high (basically sky high. yes the movie), werewolves: haven rising (part one of werewolf liberation/romance story. werewolves are basically an allegory for native americans like in twilight. yeah), gilded rails (kinda boring but very choice based and thought based. u run a railroad line and have to get married to inherit the line forever.), the mysteries of baroque (horror/romance. i actually loved this one), heart of the house (horror/romance, my actual favorite book...of them all. like for real, it was so thought out. the only sad part was that i still have yet to be able to save one of the love interests despite replaying this book several times since two yrs ago but whatever), heroes rise series + hero project series, versus series (these series are all connected), rent-a-vice (cyberpunk romance. looks into ... a lot), the martian job (be a pro scam artist on mars), sorcery is for saps (was cute. magic/fantasy).

faves from hostedgames: the harbingers head (i wanted to fuck the headless horseman. lets keep it real), the last wizard (fantasy romance savior thing. i dont know if i ever finished it actually but i remember liking it), community college hero series (sky high but in college tbh), the magicians burden, keeper of the sun and moon, zombie exodus series (safe haven was more banging imo then the other one), the butler did it (LONG.....i still havent finished it), wayhaven chronicles (VAMPIRES. SEXY. SEXY SEXY SEXY SEXY. i love this and will ALWAYS reread it), the courting of miss bennet (actually pride and prejudice. you play as lizzy but you can rename yourself...and redescribe yourself i think. romancin mr darcy is cunty), the grim and i (again i wanted to fuck the grim reaper but you make choices to move on from death. like actually death dead death)

and YES ive seen bandersnatch. it was so stressful LOL but i love when your choices actually matter.

#1 #2 #3 #4 #5 #book recs #idk how long this was asked. and this is exposing how much of a no life i have. and yet here i am #nonny nonny #💌

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wlllbycrs · 5 years

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[ tom holland · cis male · he/him ] ❝ hey !! did you see william “will” byers walking into the starcourt mall movie theater ?? i’ve heard they’ve been described as resilient by their close friends. but, i’ve also heard that they’ve been described as pretty moody by others. if there were three things that could describe them, it would be drawings covering every surface of a cluttered desk, hand-me-down clothes, and deep bags under tired brown eyes. here’s to hoping they don’t get trapped in the upside down !! ❞ [ brooke · est · she/her ]

so we all know this sad smol ! at least i hope we do. i’m just going to do a short lil intro for him because he’s go a wiki page for the bigger stuff ! and in case anyone’s interested, his stats are here !

technically an adult? technically?

went missing for a week two years ago and supposedly came back from the dead even though he wasn’t really dead but whatever. do not call him zombie boy unless you want him to be sad !

currently he works a part-time job at the starcourt movie theater because he loves movies and cleaning up popcorn and selling tickets and stuff isn’t that bad. he has plans to go to the local community college in the fall but he isn’t sure what he’s studying yet

will is still struggling with growing up, because so much of his life for the last two years has forced him to be an adult before he was ready to be one? so now he’s very much still trying to cling to how things were before he was taken to the upside down

unless he knows you, he can be sort of quiet. but once you’re his friend, he loves you and will do anything for you

um he is very into fantasy and sci-fi? and he loves to draw, so he wants to create his own comic at some point. he’s never really told anyone that because he also feels like he has to be realistic about his future

has a legit wizard costume that only the realest of the real get to see

can stand up for himself and get angry if pushed far enough. like he does let himself get pushed around quite a bit, but if you get under his skin enough, he will snap

will’s gay, but he’s not come out to anyone because it’s the 1980s and he’s worried people will hate him. but, a lot of people have already pieced it together so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

uhh still recovering a bit from everything that went down but he’s trying to act like he’s totally fine because he doesn’t want everyone to treat him like he’s this tiny, fragile thing

he does not have a bowl cut anymore. cut that shit off

will calls people by their full name when he’s annoyed. ie, michael instead of mike, etc

hopelessly nerdy. such a nerd. into all the nerdy things. but like he’s okay with that?? he’s never going to be popular and he doesn’t want to be?? he just wants his friends, man. when the party is at it’s best, they’re more than enough for him

but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t want new friends ! or enemies ! or a crush ! speaking of, i’ve got some wanted connections here ! if none of those work for you, though, i’m always down to brainstorm !

i may add more if i think of anything else, but for now, this is will ‘disaster gay’ byers, give him plots pls

#hawkins;intro #if we haven't already plotted like this for me to slide into your dms

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fredlees · 5 years

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Letters From the Dead

part 1 of 4 | ao3

rating: M (for language)

tw: anxiety attacks, character death (mentioned)

summary:

A letter, he frowned, his hand trembling as he reached out to turn it over. Perhaps it was some old letter to Lee that never got sent or… He tensed up, unable to breath. On the front of the letter was his own name, George in Fred’s messy familiar hand. His legs went weak and before he knew it he was sitting on the floor, his back leaning against his bed. Just, staring at the letter in his trembling hands, following Fred’s writing with his finger. He wasn’t sure what to expect of the inside, the letter was thicker than most of the letters he’d seen Fred send, several parchments inside.

No one had touched their bedroom at The Borrow since the battle, when George came home he always slept in Bill and Charlie’s old room and for the longest time he had tried to distance himself from anything that would remind him of Fred.

Angelina had confronted him about shutting her and Lee out a couple of months prior and she had helped him a lot with dealing with the grief. She’d been staying at his and Fred’s flat on the weekends to keep him company and on weekdays they always had dinner together at least three times (other dinners were spent at the burrow). He still hadn't spoken to Lee, but Lee was just as much to blame for that as George, he had tried once to reach out and Lee shut him out. He'd obviously taken Fred's death hard as well so George figured he'd reach out when he was ready. It was Angelina who had suggested to him that maybe it was time to open the bedroom door, she’d offered to go with him but he didn’t want her to see him cry. Because then she’d start crying which would make him cry even more and then they’d just be crying for hours and George figured there was going to be plenty of crying without that whole domino effect. He did appreciate it though.

Ginny offered to go with him as well as they stood outside the door to his and Fred's bedroom, placing her hand gently on his shoulder, George shook his head slowly and looked at her. She had cut her hair a couple of months ago, it reached just passed her shoulders now. She smiled at him and gave his shoulder a small squeeze. George felt a little overwhelmed by her support, grateful but overwhelmed. Which had become a very familiar emotion while at The Burrow.

“I need to do it on my own” he said, smiling had been hard lately but he tried to give her his most reassuring one. He must have failed because her smile turned a little sad and she squeezed his shoulder again. “Okay, you know where to find me if you change your mind” she said, taking her time to move away and head down the stairs to her own room. George watched her go before turning his attention back to the door in front of him. He wasn’t sure how long he stared at it before he finally took a deep breath and reached for the handle. The door creaked a little when he opened it, the way it always had and George had to stop for a second to breath. He stood in the doorway for a moment staring into the room. It looked the same as it always had, George wasn't sure why he had expected it to look any different. He took a shaky breath before stepping inside the room, the floorboards creaked a little under his feet. It was too quiet, their room had never been quiet. Not once for as long as George could remember.

He had to force himself to look at Fred’s bed. He’d never made it when they left the last time, the blankets were in a heap at the end of the bed, he’d always kicked them off when it got too warm.On the floor by the end of Fred’s bed was the rolled up mattress Lee used when he’d stayed over on the summers between school years. For some reason thinking about Lee made him feel angry so he turned away from the bed, facing their desk instead. There was a thin layer of dust on the surface, along with old broken quills and parchments with old half finished Weasleys’ Wizard Wheezes product ideas. He made a note to look them all over later when he had the energy, to make sure something was made out of all of those ideas if they hadn’t already been used. But first he had to get through this, for a moment he felt proud he hadn’t cried yet, but the pride quickly turned into guilt and he closed his eyes. Taking a deep breath, he hadn’t realised until now how stuffy the air in the room felt so he moved to open the window above his own bed. Once it was open and George felt the late autumn breeze work its way through his hair and into the room he found himself smiling a little. This window had almost always been open, even in the winter, just a little. Because otherwise it got too warm to sleep according to Fred. Besides, he used to say with a grin, fresh air gets the creativity flowing. Their mother wasn’t so fond of that, as it had warranted more than a few colds in their youth. Though, George doubted she’d complain about the open window now. His smile faded as he sat down on his own bed, glancing over at Fred’s bed once again as he ran a hand through his own hair. He then kicked his shoes off and brought them up on the bed, he shifted to lean his back against the wall. He froze and frowned and the wrinkling noise that came from his bed, he swallowed as he stood again. His mind tried telling him it was probably just old candy wrappers but as he pulled his blankets back to investigate he couldn’t remember ever leaving candy wrappers in his bed, sure under his bed and around it but never in it. A letter, he frowned, his hand trembling as he reached out to turn it over. Perhaps it was some old letter to Lee that never got sent or… He tensed up, unable to breath. On the front of the letter was his own name, George in Fred’s messy familiar hand. His legs went weak and before he knew it he was sitting on the floor, his back leaning against his bed. Just, staring at the letter in his trembling hands, following Fred’s writing with his finger. He wasn’t sure what to expect of the inside, the letter was thicker than most of the letters he’d seen Fred send, several parchments inside. His fingers were still trembling when he turned it over again to open it, he was careful with the seal and once it was open he had to stop for a second to close his eyes and just try to breath, it was getting harder by the second. He tried to go over the breathing exercises Percy had taught him the past summer but he suddenly had a hard time remembering them. Let your hands guide you , he put the letter down in his lap and moved his trembling hands to his chest and his stomach, sigh and relax your shoulders he followed the instructions in his mind, ignoring that his face also felt wet from tears. One thing at a time George, close your mouth, inhale slowly and pause. Follow your stomach’s movement with your hand, let it out through your mouth, slowly. You have to breath slower than you usually do. It wasn’t Percy’s voice guiding him in his mind, It was Fred. It was always Fred in his mind lately, and George found that more fitting than ever at that moment.

Once he’d calmed his breathing he moved his hand to wipe the tears away from his face with the sleeve of his sweater, he picked the letter back up and crossed his legs. He stared at it for another moment, his hands still trembling a little as he carefully took the four folded together parchments out of the envelope, deep breaths George, he unfolded them, turning them over once he’d realised he was holding them upside down. Just seeing his name again in Fred’s writing made him let out a choked sob.

“George,

If you’re reading this, well that probably means I didn’t make it. However, if you’re reading this and I’m still alive. Stop. Ask me about it instead, if I haven’t already told you everything I’m about to say to you now I’ll tell you in person. Also if I’m alive and I haven’t told you everything already, please kick my ass for me yeah?”

he let out a choked off laugh and moved his hand to wipe his face with his sweater sleeve again

“I started writing this the night you lost your ear,

"I guess, it made me realise we’re not invincible. Now that’s obvious to you. I know. You’ve always been the sensible one. While I live in a world where we, you and I, never come to any serious harm. But I guess I’ve just realised that in war that’s not how it works and I could’ve lost you. We can lose each other. That’s something I never thought of before, you dying wouldn’t necessarily mean I go down with you. And if you’re still reading, I guess I went down without you.

“I’m sorry, Georgie”

George had to look away, he looked up at the ceiling, trying to blink away the tears as he, again wiped his face with his sleeve.

“Fuck, Freddie it’s not your fault” he found himself saying out loud to the ceiling, his voice trembling just like his hands. Three more parchments, save your tears until you’re done. He reminded himself and cleared his throat, flipping to the next parchment in his hands.

“I’m sorry for a lot of things, George.

I lied to you, for a long time. We always said we’d never have secrets between us but I did and I’m sorry”

George frowned and shifted a little as he kept reading, still wiping his sleeve over his face regularly as he did

“I guess, I wasn’t sure how to tell you. That’s the stupidest excuse there is I know, but it’s the truth. I was scared too, and angry because I was scared. I knew I had no reason to be, but my brain wouldn’t, and still won’t leave me alone with it’s ‘what ifs’. See, I’m even stalling writing this shit down even though I won’t be there when you read it. Or maybe I will and you just decided to keep reading after I told you not to on the last page. Which in that case, listen to your elders George for fucks sake.

“I’m gay. There it is, I’m gay George. I’ve known since we were 12, for sure anyway, there were signs before then too. I always thought, eh I like girls one day. Like you, and Bill and Charlie (actually, does Charlie like girls? does he like boys? he never talks about either does he? investigate this for me yeah?) and Percy. One day it’ll happen. But it didn’t, I started liking boys instead and I wasn’t sure how to tell any of you. You know mum’s always pushing about girlfriends, I think, for the longest time I just. Didn’t see anything else as an option.

“I’m cutting myself off real quick while on the subject of girlfriends. Angelina, George get your head out of your ass and ask her out already. She’s waiting. No really, she likes you too you daft idiot. Trust me, she told me herself”

George stopped reading for a moment to process, Fred was gay. Somehow that wasn’t as surprising as it maybe should’ve been but, he’d missed out on a whole side of Fred and that made his heart ache. He could remember instances that had seemed slightly off but suddenly made sense with this added little bit of information. Fred had never added much to the conversation when they were talking about girls in the dorm, odd because Fred always had something to add to a conversation. Comments here and there about quidditch players before quickly changing the subject to something else. And he’d never once been on a date with a girl, except the yule ball with Angelina. Angelina… he turned back to the letter

“And now you’re thinking about Angelina, and you’re probably wondering something along the lines off ‘but, you took Angelina to the yule ball? Why would you do that if you’re gay? and how would you know she likes me too?’ well see, I asked her because 1, I was hoping if I did maybe you’d get your act together and realise that you liked her (success) and 2, I couldn’t very well take the guy I liked.

“That’s when she told me she liked you by the way, at the yule ball. I kind of ditched her when the two of you were dancing for a while, and she found me later sitting outside feeling sorry for myself because I’d seen, well what I saw isn’t really important for this part of the story. But she sat with me for a while, asked me about it, and about him . She sees right through us that woman I swear she does. I wonder how the fuck she hasn’t figured out you like her too yet. Honestly you two are the worst. Almost as bad as Ron and Hermione. Anyway, we walked around the grounds for a while (I bet you thought we were off snogging somewhere) and just talked for the longest time. I came out to her, and I cried, which made her cry, which really isn’t fair because that just made me cry even more!

“I felt guilty afterwards, I still do to be honest. I should’ve come out to you first and I guess I also don’t know how to tell you that I didn’t so. There it is, Angelina was the first person I told. I’m sorry, it should’ve been you”

He read over this parchment two more times, trying to process each word and his mind kept coming back to two things “the guy i liked” and “ him ” He wish he’d known, he wanted them to lay awake late at night whispering about Angelina and Him. He wanted that more than anything. He had to wait several minutes before he could start on the third parchment, he was crying too hard.

“From that last parchment, you’ve figured out there’s someone I liked. (I know you well enough to know that)

There was, well, is. I still like him, so much, George. And my biggest regret, is not telling you about him. About us. Because there was an us, there is an us. Merlin I regret sneaking around about it instead of just saying it right out. We’ve been dating since the yule ball, he found me a while after Angelina went back inside. I was tired (and still feeling sorry for myself) so I told you I was going to bed, which I was. But, he caught up to me on the moving staircases on the way to the tower and, well, long story short, he kissed me. There was nobody around and he kissed me. I swear it was the best kiss I’d ever had (granted it was also my first kiss). Fuck I’ve wanted to tell you about this for so long.

“Anyway, you can get the full story from him. I wish it was me telling you the whole thing but really it’s better in person. Besides, Lee has the best voice for story telling, you know this. Yeah, it’s Lee, our Lee. Our wonderful, amazing, beautiful Lee.

“I’m sorry we kept it from you for so long. We wanted to tell you, we just.., stupid I know but we didn’t know how. And it sounds even fucking more stupid now, with everything going on that I still can’t look you in the eyes and tell you I’ve been dating Lee for the past 2 and a half years. Or maybe it feels stupid now because there’s so much other bullshit going on that telling you now wouldn’t makes sense? I don’t know. I’m just sorry we never told you outright. Hell, I wanted to tell you the first night we kissed. I wanted to just race back down to the great hall and shout it out because merlin’s pants Lee Jordan kissed me.

I’m sorry George, look after him for me yeah?”

George had to move the letter to his other hand, the sleeve on his left arm was damp and hardly helping in it’s task of wiping off his face. But he was smiling as well, Fred and Lee, Lee and Fred. They made sense and it made George’s heart ache, not because he hadn’t known (well maybe partly) but because two and a half years was not nearly enough time. Hell, not even close, they deserved the rest of their lives together. He ran his clean sleeve over his face and turned to the last parchment.

“Okay, Georgie. This is the last one I’m writing to you.

You’re sleeping in the bed next to me right now, we’re at auntie Muriel’s and first of all, have you always snored like this? It must be a new development because I can’t see how I could’ve slept through THAT for the past 20 years. Or maybe I’m just restless lately. Anyway.

“I need you to do some things for me okay? Since I’m not there anymore, it’s nothing big but just some stuff I need you to do.

Firstly, don’t close the shop down. That’s important, I know it’ll be hard but, keep surrounding yourself with laughter. For me.

Secondly, I know I asked you to look after Lee but, look after yourself first. Take care of yourself and live a long life. For me.

Lastly, under my mattress there are three more letters, I need you to get them to the people they belong to. I need you to do this so they know where they came from. And also because you’re the only person who can read my good for nothing handwriting and they might need parts translated.

“I’m sorry you pulled the short straw on this one, Georgie. I can’t picture a day without you by my side. So I can’t even imagine what you’re going through. But I believe in you, I love you, you can make it without me. I know you can.

Fred”

#george weasley #fred weasley #fredlee #georgelina #weasleys #my fics #letters from the dead

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allthefilmsiveseenforfree · 6 years

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Fantastic Beasts: The Crimes of Grindelwald

I had a friend create a 10-category, 50-question Harry Potter trivia quiz for my 30th birthday. I have a Ravenclaw tattoo that takes up most of my right forearm. I’ve helped orchestrate an HP-themed baby shower. I’ve held multiple HP movie marathons. And when we were first dating and Wife told me she’d never read the books, I legitimately cried and then blocked it from my memory. When she told me for the second time, months later, I cried again.

One could say I’m a fan of the wizarding world.

So here we are, at the second entry in the second wizarding franchise, and the only question really worth answering is, is this a world that’s still worth visiting? Well...

Imagine someone you love - it could be anyone, but as an example I’ll use your best friend. Imagine your BEST friend, whom you’ve shared so much with, whom you’ve gone through ups and downs with. That one. Now imagine that every few months, your best friend’s mom sends you a text, or calls you, or puts up a billboard in your town that seems to be actively trying to get you to hate your best friend. Things like “She kicks puppies” or “One time, she made fun of a homeless man until he cried” or “She told me she wants to set fire to a hospital.” Like, real fucked up stuff. Would you maintain a relationship with that friend? With them both? Or would you cut ties completely and just hold onto the memories of the friendship you used to have?

I’m genuinely asking, because J.K. Rowling seems hellbent on shitting all over the things I love in some twisted effort to make me utterly baffled and repulsed by the world she has created. I never thought I’d say this, but Johnny Depp is the least of this movie’s problems, so welcome to Whose Crime Is It Anyway? where the timelines are made up and the plot points don't matter.

A spoilery summary! Our favorite Hufflepuff Newt Scamander (Eddie Redmayne) is asked by Hot Dumbledore (Jude Law) to go to Paris and find Credence (Ezra Miller). You remember Credence, the sweet emo boy from the first movie whose death functioned as the climax of the film? JK JK death is meaningless and impermanent here! It’s the roaring 20s, everyone’s drunk. Newt needs to find him because Grindelwald (Johnny Depp, doing his best impression of day-old potato salad) is also looking for him. Credence is the subject of a prophecy that everyone’s familiar with but the audience, you see, and he’s currently trapped in a Parisian street circus with a woman/snake named Nagini (Claudia Kim, and yes, THAT Nagini). Jacob and Queenie (Dan Fogler and Alison Sudol) also show up again, because they were in the first movie too so they have to be here for this. Jacob’s memory has been restored because...~handwavey reasons~ and Queenie decides to join The Mayonnaise Man’s cause as a wizard Nazi because...she wants to marry a Muggle. Somehow I think she didn’t read the whole orientation flyer. Leta Lestrange (Zoe Kravitz) is engaged to Newt’s brother, Theseus (Callum Turner) but is mostly hanging around to look sad and reveal that Credence couldn’t be her long-lost brother because she killed her long-lost brother by switching him with another baby on a ship right before it sank at sea. And she’s right, Credence isn’t her brother - he’s gone over to the dark side, where the vaguely human amalgamation of cauliflower rice tells him he’s the long-lost brother of Albus Dumbledore! Because why the fuck not, nothing else in this goddamn thing makes any sense anyway.

I would also like to point out I left out at least 40 more characters, many of whom seem to be important but are never named or introduced in any way.

SEVERAL thoughts:

Visually, this world is stunning. The set designers have done an incredible job showcasing new magical settings in rich, vivid detail. The Parisian street circus and the French Ministry of Magic building were particular favorites of mine.

Likewise, the 1927-era costumes are drop-dead gorgeous. This franchise should really be called Fantastic Coats and Where to Find Them.

50 galleons seems so steep. I wonder what the wizarding inflation rate is.

Snakes can fit through bars of cages...

Performances - Redmayne is sweet, but virtually shoved out of the way in his own franchise; Kravitz is cold and removed - is that acting choice secret pain or constipation? Hard to say; Fogler is underutilized, especially after being the emotional MVP of the first film; Sudol is fractured and manic, completely devoid of her earnest warmth from before; Miller barely gets 3 lines, and mostly looks like he’s about to cry; Law is fine as hell and kindly and wise and doesn’t give off weird “I’m going to use children as sacrificial lambs without telling them or anyone else about it” vibes, so that’s already a big step up from the Dumbledore we get in the books; and then there’s Johnny. Johnny “lightly braised tofu” Depp is giving one of his most understated performances in years, to the point that he’s almost...boring? Most genocidal fuckheads are at least compelling speakers, but this dehydrated turnip just sort of glides about, while his followers do dastardly things for him. He doesn’t even kill his own toddlers, he outsources it to his followers. Does nobody believe in honest, hard work anymore?

Basically all of the details - the set dressing, the costumes, the overall aesthetics and feel of the film - are beautifully realized. However, the foundation is made of smoke and sand and the distant sound of JKR’s maniacal laughter.

Cast and endorse an accused abuser who is teetering on the brink of public collapse? Check. Include outdated Orientalism cliches by casting an East Asian woman as mysterious, dangerous, and literally snake-like? Check. How about a white imperialist Imperius-ing Leta Lestrange's (black African) mother and literally forcing her into sex slavery with no follow-up or reflection on the part of the film or its characters? Check. It’s like some sort of perverse bingo game she’s playing to try to alienate everyone who might have seen themselves in the Harry Potter universe as belonging, because they understood what it was like to be an outsider, to be abused, to be shunned and made fun of and ostracized. Cause fuck all those people, amirite?

And that’s just the offensive choices from a purely political standpoint. How about the offensive choices regarding more trivial matters like linear time and space - like Dumbledore teaching Transfiguration, not DAtDA. Or like Professor MacGonagall being born in 1935, yet somehow teaching at Hogwarts in 1927. People apparating inside Hogwarts. Complete reversals of characters’ personalities and motivations. Characters being introduced and never seen again (where did Bunty go?? Did she die???) Characters NOT being introduced and never seen again (what up Jessica Williams, super psyched that you’re here, sure would be neat if I knew who the fuck you were playing or why that person was important!) If the references are meant for fans’ benefit, it fucking BACKFIRED, because most HP fans I know aren’t looking for a convoluted soap opera where babies are switched, people have secret brothers, everyone's amnesia gets reversed, and people come back from the dead.

Now that I think about it, the practice of confronting a boggart is super problematic. Like people have traumas. It's not all spiders and snakes, Dumbledore! God, Hogwarts pedagogy is shit.

I’m still not convinced that Jude Law’s tasty Daddy Dumbledore could possibly still be in love with this tuna salad sandwich from a vending machine at the DMV. That flashback in the Mirror of Erised is supposed to be full of longing but all I could think was, “is this how straight people think gay sex works?” Would have loved to hear that day in the writer’s room. “Maybe we could have them kiss?” “Too gay. What if they exchange blood vows and hold hands to form a magical amulet?” “Nailed it.” *everyone high fives and chugs a Red Bull*

There’s just...so much. So much that I wish were different. I don’t quite know how it’s possible for a film to explain both too much and not enough, but here we are. The Crimes of Grindlewald isn’t just a title, it’s a prophecy of what audiences are forced to endure here - it’s not just separating art from artist, it’s not just cultural exploitation and othering, it’s not just queer erasure, it’s not just overplotted and underwhelming narrative, it’s not just cheap shocks and winking references. The rap sheet just keeps getting longer and longer, and I have to wonder when, if ever, Rowling will atone for these crimes.

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Adventure Time Finale Liveblog

Already this episode is off to a weird start, starting with a flashforward in the future with two random one-off characters and- OH MY GOSH THEY FOUND FINN’S ARM AND THEY LIVE IN MARCELINE’S HOUSE NOW!

Did Finn like die? THis has to be a fakeout about this.

King of Ooo is alive far int he future? he melted in the fire as wax remember writers?

Oh my gosh this is why they showed the Enchiridion episode last, Mount Kragdor is back!

the king of Ooo is BMO! Wait why does he have PB’s crown... oh my god BMO outlived everybody. he is unfazed by death

BMO is kickin’ em out already, what a savage

That arm is giving BMO some flashbacks. Awww adorable!

Heh after so long BMO is having trouble remembering Finn’s name.

The plot description said NEPTR was telling the story, they faked us out totally!

Finally, more Betty!

Finally, more Maja!

Looking at Finn is like “you die eventually. BMO has your arm now.”

Having BMO narrate the whole story makes it sound like a five year old trying to describe World War II.

Finally Duke of Nuts, my favorite character!

Literally no one likes him, he wants to be MacGyver

Justin Roiland has work while R n M is off

Princess Bubblegum is going the Leia route of going from Princess to General

Oh no a little cake spy.

Huntress Wizard, played by Mona Lisa from Parks and Rec, did a good job getting rid of that sky

Come along with me, it is time for war you seeeee

Marceline and PB better makeout RIGHT NOW Marceline, yes, please reconsider PB Oh geez Marceline is just casually like “I saw people die PB.” Marceline be like “I felt worse” all over us

Finn is right.

W-what? Finn whatcha goin on about with nightmares? I thought he was gonna break the fourth wall

I love when a war begins with someone repeating “WAR” over and over

Yep yep there goes the banana guards. What a great plan

“You’re weird” isn’t what I’d say honestly

He doesn’t know what fruit is apparently

Lemongrab is totally piiiiiissed... Oh he’s just sad.

Gumbald literally is backing UP because of them being serious Finny boy

Hey Fern, remember when I accidentally killed ya? Good times boi

“You’re a toddler” is the cue for “I kill you or you give up”

What a great time for a commercial break.

Okay, time for my thoughts in-between the show: this is giving me crazy feelings. Like, knowing BMO outlives everyone, regardless of the war’s outcome... wait, BMO said Finn was heroic til the end right? Oh my gosh will Finn sacrifice himself? Well either way BMO probably SAW him die, old age or not. BMO is literally the imbodement of a child who doesn’t understand the consequences of anything. Back to the show!

Nice job making me almost sad BMO.

Unconscious world? That’s crazy man.

So no war? Aiight.

Finn was all like “go to dreamworld and talk things out” and they be like “let’s have a war again”

Ooh cool, let’s get those songs for the album here

Jake is going back to his roots

Ooh let’s get Tom Sharpling up in this guys

Aww poor Fern.

PB isn’t reluctant at all to kill someone even if they look like Finn, as long as they be an enemy.

Oh sweet evolution Fern!

Fern is going the toddler solution, that’s fine.

Okay Greg from Steven Universe, enjoy your appearance while it lasts.

Is John DiMaggio spending the episode in a dream state?

Pinching people in the dreamworld really wakes you up? That’s dope.

W-what? why’d they just vibrate

Fern does sound like a knockoff Finn sometimes honestly. Heh prove you’re tormented Finn!

Oh geez this is really dark, PB had a messup life. Recreating that scene for some symbolism I suppose!

Ooh subconscious world!

Aww his girlfriend is here- I wish I spoke korean.

It’s nice his kids- oh nevermind.

Is this symbolism for him being connected to his wife like by the sides?

Hahah we got a fart joke everyone, wrap it up! Just kiddin I don’t care either way

I bet Pb is learning what it was like living as a completely unintelligent being without any choice. Will this cause some empathy?

Yeah repressed memories must smell awful.

Obviously Fern and Finn share the same memories, but it’s cool to see them confront it Mindful Education-style

I missed Adventure Time’s art style honestly.

Oh I get it, Fern originated from the Finnsword.

Oh wow, all of that took place in the span of one second!

PB and Gumbald are learning empathy now, are we not having a war or?

“No no no that happened next.” Good job faking out the fake out.

I love these breaks telling us small bits of lore and secrets about what’s going on that we’re not noticing. Anyway, I am excited to find out what this portal is exactly- I’m guessing Magic Man, Betty, and Maga’s weird cryptic chant is gonna cause some big bad event. Will Adventure Time end with the end of the world? I’d be mega shocked if Finn just died. Wait why isn’t Marceline in the future? Realistically she should be there UNLESS she got killed, soooo... back to the show!! :D

We saved the day! Big scary baby is definitely good!

Wait Fern is in the real world now???

Ice King was just gonna leave until he had that flashback

It is so cute seeing Betty and Simon’s past, I wwant fanart of them having a happy life.

Did I mention FP is super cute? I love Flame Princess

This is getting quite dark man. Even Marcy is scared.

PB don’t martyr yourself

Aww what a great leader, telling her army to flee in terror instead of dying without purpose!

Oooh Fern is on good side now!

Gumball Guardians are her real children

Is this even a kids episode? this should be rared PG-13 man

I hope all this rogue gallery characters still get lines. oh there they go

Heh Jake and Amethyst have some similarities don’t they

Wow what a dark end for someone, skull cracks open and innards bounce around and endanger people

Ice King is the savior! How cute

This is more epic than Reunited but that’s not fair to say exactly, one is finale and one is a special

Oh no poor bananas, so dumb

Let’s go Jake, doing what he does best and being helpful!

Did Jake explode and die?

Remember when LSP and Lemongrab dated?

Aww Lemongrab and LSP is a canon ship, only straight ship allowed for those two

Come on Ice King, remember who you and Betty are!

Ice King is reciting the song from the episode. Oh my gosh come on dude, replace at least ONE word in the song silly!

Betty is too crazy to not throw a tantrum I guess.

Maga the Sky Witch- Kill Count 1

No no no Flame Princesssss! Maybe she’s okay?

Fernnn!

Did PB just die? Oh my glob

Oh Marcy’s going back to her roots

Okay PB is alive, it’s fine.

Marceline just had a PLanet Hulk moment right there.

Aww it’s canon now guys! Marceline X Bubblegum eternally and they kissssed! Guys they made up for so long of teasing!

Oh no I think they’re breaking them apart layer-by-layer

Ice King is Simon again, yeyyy!

I love that the moment PB and Marcy are confirmed gay for real they just have them holding each other close to prove it even more

Finally Jakei s confirmed not dead

Oh no is Jake dead, 2.0.?

Finally we have a reason BMO knows what happens. He nearly died.

Okay so... Flame Princess and Fern are taken out while Maga is definitely dead. I have a feeling Marceline might die,or else we’ll need a thorough explanation for why she’s not living in her house. Like I can tell that this character voiced by Willow Smith is Jake’s descendant but Marceline is potentially an immortal I assumed so they wouldn’t have her be gone without explanation. Then, here’s a question: is Jake about to sacrifice himself to save BMO?? Also, BMO straight-up says the world ended so I have a feeling that he wasn’t just being coy.

Oh my glob, what’s about to happen. Jake and Finnn’s home is destroyed.

BMO is getting deep. Okay HE’S SINGING THE SONG :D

Is this about to have a Rogue One ending? How is this going to end happily?

This song is meant to be bittersweet, no way is this a happy ending song guys.

Is BMO secretly badass? CARTOON CONSPIRACY No it’s just the power of music.

Oh I get it! Discord, Harmony, Music, it all makes sense!

Oh literally everyone sings this! along with screaming!

They got so many voice actors for this!

Is he going to explode? Oh my glob?

Here lies Finn. he was a good man. I love him.

“No one gets to choose how it happens. the most important thing is that we’re here together.” Nice way to make me sad twice

Is Simon going to become Simon forever? What’s going on here? Is Betty going to get her bones crushed???

Aww how cute of you Betty. not making my heart any calmer

Ooh yes he’s Simon again :DDD

Oh my gosh this is a crazy kind of ending

Oh no I’m scared now.

thanks for the reminder of The Tandem Elephant’s existence man. Okay, so... this is crazy. Simon is back, like for real, he’s not dying or anything... Betty is potentially dead... Finn didn’t die, which is dope... my eyes are watering, definitely not about to cry. I can’t believe it I’m emotional over cartoon show wow. Just knowing I have eight more minutes until it for real is all over. Maybe I’ll just like, watch it again so I can pretend it didn’t end yet? No that’d be fake. I normally don’t even cry in situations where it’d make sense so this is telling for me I guess. These commercials really make me appreciate how good the show I’m watching are. :’D Okay so, I don’t think Magi actually died, although it’s hard to tell really since I didn’t get a good look at her. I have no idea what is about to happen but I am freaking out.

Ultimate Adventure continues now

Oh wow Betty fused with the crystal boi

Simon and Marcy, reunited for real

Imagine how much it must suck to wake up after so long of being stuck as someone else

I DON’T FEEL SO GOOD. is that a reference... Oooniverse?

Okay so Gunter is the future beard boy I guess.

Oh wow they grew a Fern. and found a new sword.

YES HE SCREAMED. THE BOY SCREAMSSS!

Thanks for disobeying me Finn

Finn officially has the singular arm. Dope.

Future baby boy has a big beard

Finn and Jake can’t live forever, this is the past yes

Ooh the music hole is here again! Epic callback broos

Ooh the hole sings the End Credits Song oh geez

New Ice King is Gunter, old ICe King is Simon

Ooh nice glimpses of what might become of some of our friends in the future

Ooooh Lemongrab and Jake get along better.

Aww cute his dad is going to space now

Flame Princess and NEPTR friends forever

Jiggler callback!

Susan is here!

Normal Man is cool!

Huntress Wizard continues to be fun!

PB and Marcy are still gay, Pep But is still edgyyyy

THE HUMANS ARE BAAAAAACCCCCKKKK

They found the sword oh glorb!

OH WOW THEY JUST HINTED AT WHAT A FUTURE ADVENTURE TIME SPINOFF WOULD BE LIKE!

I LOVE THE FACT THAT THEY DIDN’T RESET BUTTON US BUT DIDN’T KILL EVERYBODY OR SOMETHING!

Okay I have a lot of thoughts... that was a ffinale. It really was. It was not something I got disappointed in because they didn’t wrap up anything. It wasn’t like waiting 10 years for 10 more episodes of a cartoon. It was like epic man. I naerly teared up guys. It didn’t end with a Reset Button like some finales would- Everything Stays, but it still changed. Sorry, this post is too long for anyone to read all the way through, but I still hope you enjoyed my thoughts on the last Adventure Time episode. A zillion out of ten guys.

#Adventure Time

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gr-ogu · 6 years

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if you're still writing fics, can you write something with "You have to let me see him". I love your writing!

Of course I can, lovely anon!!!! :’) Thank you so much forthe prompt and I hope you enjoy this!!!!!

a hogwarts au, because I am a basic bitch, and we all knewthis was coming, didn’t we?

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Aaron’s been standing outside the Slytherin common room forhalf an hour, and quite frankly, he’s cold, he’s tired, and he’s fucking sickof arguing with this portrait.

“You are not the house of Slytherin, and thus you may notenter,” Salazar Slytherin says for the umpteenth time, and if Aaron could jumpin there and strangle him, he would, “Now, be off with you, foul boy!”

“Oh shut up, will ya? I’ve been in there loads of times, noneed to pretend like it’s some big secret.”

“I beg your pardon young man!” The portrait shouts,scandalised. “You most certainly have not! No outsider has entered the dungeonfor more than eight centuries—″

“Well that’s a load of bollocks,” Aaron says, mouthdown turned in a mocking smile, “Our Saviour and our King did just that, back intheir day. It’s in Hogwarts: A History, so you can pipe down mate.”

Not that Aaron’s ever bothered to open his History of Magictextbook, but everyone knows about the Golden Trio and their adventures. He’s aGryffindor, how can he not? It’s practically his legacy.

“That is simply not true, I renounce the notion!” The portraithuffs, and Aaron just doesn’t have time for this

“Just let me in will ya? There’s someone I need to see andyou’re makin’ this way more difficult than it needs to be.”

“Certainly not,” Salazar says again, and doesn’t deign tospeak to Aaron any longer.

Aaron huffs, annoyed. It’s true, he’s seen the inside ofthat common room thousands of times. He’s Disillusioned himself and followedother Slytherins in, followed Robert in, but Robert never would tell him thepassword.

It’s stupid, Aaron thinks. Why did it matter if he knew thepassword or not? They were meant to be secret boyfriends, so it’s not likeAaron was going to mention it to anyone.

He can see the green-tinged walls in his mind’s eye; seethe black and dark green sofas, the dark wood cupboards. The total opposite ofthe warm and inviting Gryffindor common room, in Aaron’s opinion.

That’s what Robert could be sometimes—cold and uninviting.But only when he was mad at Aaron, like now.

“Merlin’s right testicle,” Aaron curses and pinches thebridge of his nose with his left hand. “If you’re not gonna let me in, I’m justgonna have to force ya.”

“I say! Young man—”

He’s got his wand in his right hand when the portrait dooropens, and Priya steps out. She’s a Slytherin too, one of Robert’s best mates,their year. Brilliant.

“Can you stop making a racket and threatening ourportrait?” She asks sternly, both hand on her hips. She’s one of those girlswho pins her robes back with magic so they suit her frame better, and eventhough Aaron doesn’t go for girls, he can still admit she’s attractive. She’sclever too. Aaron likes her. “Robert says he doesn’t want to see you. So goaway.”

“No!” Aaron answers defiantly, still brandishing his wand.He might like her, but he likes Robert more. “I want to see him now, and you’regonna let me in.”

“In your dreams,” she scoffs, “What have you two fallen outabout this time?”

“Qudditch,” he replies automatically, and Priya rolls hereyes as if she’s expecting it.

It’s their go-to lie, whenever they’ve fallen out. They’refriends, everyone knows they are, even if some people don’t like it. That makesit easy to hang around together, to joke, to laugh, to argue. Easier to hidethe truth.

They’re both on their house Quidditch teams, Robertslightly more reluctant than Aaron, but he’s got the build for it, and Aaronadmires that build everyday. Aaron’s a beater, revelling in the thrill of theaggression; Robert’s a chaser, all agility and quick thinking.

Aaron keeps Robert chasing him, too.

Most of the timeanyway.

It’s easy to say they’ve fallen out over it, they’recompetitive at the best of times, both wanting to get one over on the other,especially when secret sexual favours are riding on it.

The ‘secret’ aspect of their relationship is down toRobert. He’s still coming to terms with his bisexuality, and Aaron can respectthat. God knows how long it took him to accept that he was gay. Robert is alsofrom a Pure blood family, who expect heirs from their children, putting acertain amount of pressure on Robert as the eldest son.

“Andy can live his life to make babies for all I care,”Robert had said, “There’s more to life than blood purity.”

Sexuality isn’t that big of a deal in the Wizarding World,and Aaron’s grateful. Coming out had been the easy part, his half-blood Mumaccepting him completely. It was him accepting himself, that had been the hardbit.

Pure bloods though, they still try to pretend onlyheterosexuality exists in their family lines. Aaron rolls his eyes at thethought. So stupid.

“Look,” Priya says. Her resolve is softening and she’strying to be kind, Aaron can tell. “Why don’t you speak tomorrow, when thingsare less heated? I don’t know what you’ve said to him, but he’s pretty riledup.”

Aaron bites his lip in guilt.

Their argument had really focused on the fact that Aaronhad wanted to tell Adam about his relationship. Adam keeps trying to set him upwith blokes, and Aaron’s finding it hard to keep rebuffing Adam’s attempts tohelp his best mate pull. Aaron aches to just tell his friend the truth, butRobert had been dead set against it.

“You can’t tell him!” Robert had sighed, pacing up and downnext to Aaron’s bed in Gryffindor tower. Everyone else was at dinner, notexpected to come back for a while, so they were safe. People probably wouldn’tthink much if they caught them up there anyway, not knowing about Robert’ssexuality. “He’s the biggest blabbermouth in our year! Half the school will knowby tomorrow!”

“That’s not true and you know it,” Aaron had rolled hiseyes, playing with his quilt, “He’s never told anyone about you Bat-Bogeyhexing ChrissieWhite, and you would have got in loads of trouble for that.”

Robert’s silent for a beat. It’s true—Adam hadn’t let himdown there. “He’ll tell Vic, I’m not ready for her to know yet.”

Adam’s dating Robert’s younger sister. She’s a fifthyear, one year below them, and there’d been some hostility when that had comeout, but they all got on well enough now.

Aaron thought Robert secretly liked having an inter-housefriendship group. It made him feel cool. Adam and him were Gryffindor,Robert and Priya in Slytherin. Adam’s siblings Matty and Pete, they were inHufflepuff with Vic. Adam’s other brother Finn was their Ravenclaw, butsometimes he could barely even look at them, never wanting to be involved intheir ridiculous antics. Or so he always said, before joining them in figuring out hownot to get caught.

“I just—I’m not ready yet Aaron, alright?” Robert hadsighed, “Even one person knowing, that terrifies me.”

It hadn’t been alright with Aaron though, not at the time.Their chat had delved into a screaming row, where Aaron couldn’t understand howtelling one person would change anything. Robert had stormed out, not breakingup with him, but it was a close thing.

When Aaron had calmed down, he’d felt extremely guilty. Itwasn’t fair to push Robert, even if Adam was his best mate. He’d rather keep ita secret than lose his boyfriend completely.

“I need to see him now,” Aaron says in the present, “I need to tell him I’m sorry.”

“I’ll pass on the message,” she smiles tightly and moves toshut the common room door, but Aaron’s desperate.

“You have to let me see him!“ He cries, and thensuddenly Robert’s there, shouldering past Priya, all eye rolls and soft greyjumper. Aaron’s favourite.

“Thanks for trying Priya,” Robert says to her and shesmiles, “I’ll take it from here.”

She nods and disappears back into the common room, givingthem one last curious look before she goes.

“C’mon,” Robert says tightly, “Not here.”

He grabs Aaron’s wrist, but he doesn’t have to. Aaronfollows him away from the listening ears and eyes of Salazar and down into an alcovetucked a few corridors away. Aaron knows it well—they’ve snogged in here many atime.

“Are you trying to get us caught?” Robert hissesimmediately, but Aaron’s expecting it. “Talk about makin’ it obvious!”

“I didn’t know how else to see you,” there’s a sadness inhis voice and he can see the fight deflate out of Robert in one big exhale.

“Couldn’t you have just owled like a normal person?”

“No,” Aaron says anxiously, “I needed to see ya. Tell yaI’m sorry in person. I’m so sorry Robert—telling Adam isn’t worth losin’ you.”

Aaron’s not usually so open with his emotions, he evenrecognises that in himself. The admission causes Robert’s eyes to widen slightly.

“I’m sorry too,” Robert sighs, taking both of Aaron’s handsin his. “I shouldn’t have freaked out like that. It’s not weird to want to tellyour friends about your relationship. And I do, believe me I do… It’s just—“

“I get it, Robert,” Aaron cuts him off, not wanting tocause Robert anymore sadness, “There’s a lot at stake. I get it. It’s just youand me, we don’t need anyone else, got it?”

“Yeah,” Robert’s smile is brilliant and Aaron knows it’sone of relief. He can leave the situation alone if it means Robert smiles athim like that. “So, kiss and make up?”

“Shut up, you,” Aaron says affectionately, and they doexactly that.

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(Naruto) Hogwarts AU

A/N: Sometimes due to lack of canon spells or affect of spells I just gotta improvise soooo~ Genre:Magical, supernatural, comedy, action Main-pairing: Narusasu Chapter list : Chapter 1/ chapter 2/Chapter 3/ chapter 4 / chapter 5 / Chapter 6 / Chapter 7 chapter 8 chapter 9

Chapter 10 "The Boggart"

Sasuke was staring at the dark ceiling in the third year's dormitory. He had his hands behind his head and took a deep breath through his nose. The only sounds in the dormitory was the lapping of the water in the loch and Suigetsu's loud snoring. Sasuke couldn't bring himself to fall asleep, he felt too bothered by the recent event that had played out during the day. However, first and far most, he couldn't get the thought of Naruto's face so close near his own out of his head. It felt like the moron was going to kiss him. Sasuke had never kissed anybody before in his life; not a girl let along a boy. Yet, his body didn't pull away from Naruto, in fact…It reacted to him. Like a bumblebee attracted to a flower, Sasuke was being drawn towards Naruto. He wanted to kiss him. He wanted Naruto to kiss him. His heart had skipped faster dan Electronic Dance Music and his body starting feeling warm while there was this light, tingling, feeling in his stomach. But, Naruto ended up just ruffling his up his hair …All Sasuke could feel was shame and doubt.

Did he read the signs right? Was Naruto actually trying to kiss him? Was he absolutely sure he was? Perhaps it could have been something else?

Sasuke pulled the thick white and green blankets off him and sat up, shaking his head forcefully to push the thoughts away. He swallowed loudly and moved his fingers over his lips, thinking about Naruto's lips. He started to feel embarrassed again. Naruto backed away so quickly and practically ran away. Did he make a fool out of himself? Did he manage to make the most social and outgoing student in Hogwarts feel awkward? Sasuke hugged his knees, pulling the blankets now completely off him. He tried to recall the situation that happened earlier today, step by step.

There was Naruto and he sitting down in the hallway; Binky had been there too. Sasuke's back was against the brick wall while Naruto sat in front of him. Naruto buttoned his the self-made button on Sasuke's shirt. They both looked up and stared in each other's eyes. Naruto's face slightly leaned to the right, his lips slightly parting away. His face moved forwards, it was so close to Sasuke's . Sasuke looked up from Naruto's lips to his eyes. He could feel the warmth of Naruto's lips almost on his own. Then the Gryffindor boy suddenly stood up, ruffled up the Uchiha's hair before running off.

Sasuke hid his face behind his hands. That moron ruffled up his hair like he was some little kid. His face was flushing red by the embarrassing thought and slight frustration he felt towards Naruto Uzumaki. He wondered if the Gryffindor boy was now sound a sleep while he couldn't even get his head to take a break from thinking about that moment. He groaned, pulling his hair slightly, out of frustration.

He picked up his wand, that was lying next to him. He whispered a spell, causing the tip of the wand to lighting up and allow Sasuke to see his surroundings. He pulled the curtains away from his canopy bed before stepping out of it. He opened the thick green ones from Suigetsu, who was sleeping in the bed next to Sasuke's.

He immediately woke his friend up with the light of his wand, but before he could scream, Sasuke covered his mouth with his hand. He climbed in his bed and shut the draped, sitting in an Indian sit on Suigetu's foot end.

"I think Naruto Uzumaki almost kissed me in the hallway," Sasuke whispered.

Suigetsu moved his hand over his eyes, rubbing them slightly before looking back at Sasuke.

"I'm sorry, it sounded like you said Naruto Uzumaki tried to kiss you."

Suigetsui had a little smile on his face, he thought what he had made out of Sasuke's words was funny and most likely completely untrue. Sasuke's expression didn't change and he looked at Suigetsu with the same intense expression.

"…You are joking, right?" Suigetsu whispered, waiting for some sort of confirmation that never came. "That is Karin's cousin?!"

Sasuke covered Suigetsu's mouth with his hand, indicating for him to be quiet.

"I said almost…" Sasuke murmured, crawling next to Suigetsu.

"I am not sure…It was weird. He ended up petting my head and running away." Sasuke didn't look at Suigetsu as his eyes were fixated on the green cover on top the blanket.

"Why are you coming to me with this? I haven't even snogged a girl, let along a guy!"

Sasuke remained quiet.

"Because my parents are gay, isn't it?" Suigetsu seemed to have read his mind. "Yeah so? That doesn't make me an expert on gay stuff. Frankly, I find that to be very narrow minded from a wizard living in the muggle world."

"Come on…" Sasuke sighed. He ran his hand through his hair, shoving his bangs out of his face.

"Fine….What happened between you two…" He exhaled deeply, feeling defeated.

Sasuke started explaining how they went to the study hall and how enchanted Naruto's buttons. How he had sat down on the table and leaned in. How Naruto seemed pretty amused when their faces were only inches apart before some other students walked in. How later at the hallway a similar thing happened, only this time he could legit see Naruto's lip part. How close their lips had gotten before Naruto jumped up and ran off.

"He ruffled up your hair?" Suigetsu asked, squinting his eyes as he looked into the debts of the night. "What the hell…?"

"Right!" Sasuke hissed. "He totally freaked out, didn't he?"

"Maybe he…Maybe he doesn't swing that way?" Suigetsu pulled his shoulders up in a not knowing way, "Maybe he made a bet with Kiba but got too scared to follow through?"

He said his last theory with so much passion, it bumped Sasuke out completely.

"He doesn't seem like that type of person…" Sasuke whispered.

"Maybe he wants Karin to get super angry" Suigetsu tapped his index finger on his chin, thinking deeply.

"Why would he want that? Besides he mentioned he was happy Karin finally had some people to hang out with."

"Sasuke, I don't know what to tell you. Although…I did think it was weird when he wrapped that arm around us after duelling club….I barley know that guy. It felt like he just wanted to seem casual wrapping his arm around you maybe? I mean now that you mention you think he tried to almost kiss you twice today?"

"What if he didn't. What if it was something else?" Sasuke looked down the fluffy green cover, stroking it so all the tiny hairs were pointed at one direction. Suigetsu stared at his friend wondering why he seemed to be so bothered by the entire situation. He figured Sasuke should feel honoured having girls and apparently boys queuing up to snog him. However, after a few seconds an imaginary light-bulb appeared above Suigetsu's white hair and turned on.

"Sasuke Uchiha, do you fancy Karin's cousin?" Suigetsu blurred out.

"No!" Sasuke hissed back almost immediately.

A silence emerged between them, but didn't last too long as Suigetsu broke it.

"Then why do you care?"

"I don't know! Forget it!" Sasuke hissed, throwing the pillow behind him in Suigetsu's face before crawling out of his bed and back into his own. He stepped back out and got up, pulling Suigetu's curtains once again.

"I will curse you if you even mention what happened to Karin."

Sasuke glared at him, his wand still in his hand, lighting everything between him and Suigetsu.

"Whatever, bro" Suigetsu turned his back at Sasuke as he went back to sleep. Sasuke closed the curtains again before going back to his own bed. He laid back down, and stared at the dark ceiling once again.

Suigetsu was no help at all.

The next morning was almost gruesome. Sasuke felt like a complete mess. He couldn't recall sleeping at all that night and he felt his eye lids being heavier than ever. They almost fell shut for the second time on the breakfast table. He leaned his chin on the palm of his hand, closing his eyes. He could feel himself drift off to a dreamless sleep, but he could hear a snapping sound of fingers causing his eyes to widen right away.

"Are you alright?" Karin asked who just sat down in front of him and Suigetsu.

"Totally…" Sasuke put his thumb up in a casual way. "Pass the coffee…" He demanded, receiving it right away from the second year girl sitting next to Karin. Sasuke opened the lid from the coffee can and just started to chuck it down. Karin looked in a disapproving way while Suigetsu looked rather impressed and started to push his fist in the air while chanting "Chuck. Chuck. Chuck. Chuck!"

Sasuke put the can down, whipping his mouth with his sleeve.

"Totally fine!" He said, high fiving Suigetsu and also the blond kid next to Karin.

"Disgusting…" Karin rolled her eyes and put some scrambled eggs on her plate. She took a bite, taking her time chewing before indicating she wasn't done talking. She put her elbow on the table and looked Sasuke dead in the eye.

"Also, that was caffeine free coffee." She spoke with a satisfied grin on her face.

"Ugh…What is the point of coffee even!" Sasuke hissed rather disgusted and pushed the now empty can away from him. Karin didn't seem to care as she was focussed on eating her breakfast. Sasuke sighed, losing his appetite. He looked around the Great Hall and for a mere second his heart stopped beating when he saw Naruto and Kiba walk towards the Gryffindor table. Naruto looked a little worried if not sad. Kiba was saying something rather passionately as he seemed a bit angry. Neither one of them even eyed the Slytherin table when they sat down. Shikmaru lips started moving, but Sasuke couldn't hear what he had to say. Shikamaru turned in his seat and made direct eye contact with Sasuke.

Sasuke felt like he was put in a tight spot and had no idea what the acceptable way of behaviour was. Just keep staring…Look away? Kill yourself with the butter-knife?

Shikamaru finally turned back to the Naruto and Kiba, but he pointed with his thumb at the Slytherin table, specifically at Sasuke, Suigetu and Karin. At this particular moment, he wished Itachi Uchiha had killed him with his parents so he did not have to deal problems like these.

He looked down at his empty plate before excusing himself off the table. He headed to the Slytherin Dungeons to grab a so called forgotten book, but he actually wanted to lay down for about thirty minutes before heading to D.A.D.A. Right when he was about to walk around the corner and bumped right into Haku Yuki. Both of them falling on the grounds.

"I'm sorry" Haku said.

"Look out" Sasuke hissed.

Both Sasuke and Haku looked up and a Haku gave Sasuke an apologetic smile. Not so much for bumping against him, more for not recognising him right away. Sasuke got up from the ground, dusting himself off before offering Haku a hand.

"I didn't see you there…" Haku spoke, accepting Sasuke's and allowing the Slytherin boy to pull him up. "It is a very unfortunate corner. One doesn't really see what is on he other side."

"Yeah, whatever" Sasuke rolled his eyes at Haku's words and wanted to continue his way to the dungeons, but was stopped by Haku grabbing the boy by his wrist.

"Is something bugging you, dear?" He asked. He used his free hand to tuck his straight, beautiful hair behind his ear. Sasuke wished his hair would be more like Haku's. His was standing up from the back and even he had to admit when he brushed it, it still looked messy.

"Yeah, don't call me dear."

"Really? That is it?" Haku let go of Sasuke's wrist and just gave a small nod and took a maximum of two steps before Sasuke called out for him to stop. Haku smiled, his hands on his back as he turned his head over his shoulder. For a Hufflepuff he knew how to play people.

"There might be something bugging me…" Saske admitted in defeat.

They headed to the boy's bathroom and hid inside of one of the stalls. Sasuke quickly examined if the bathroom was empty and to his relieve it was. He closed the stall behind him and looked at Haku who had lowered the toilet seat and sat on it like it was a chair.

"Something bad?" He raised a questionable eyebrow from all the security measure to have a simple conversation.

"I think…Naruto tried to kiss me?" Sasuke said, a bit unsure. Haku's dark brown eyes widened for less than a second before looking back in his neutral way.

"I did always get a vibe from him that he wasn't a 100% straight," Haku folded his legs. "It actually doesn't sound very surprising to me, now that you mention it."

"You think?" Sasuke looked a little hopeful, even though he didn't mean to seem that way. Haku chuckled.

"I have known Naruto for four years now. I noticed him looking over at the Slytherin table, but I always thought he kept an eye out for his cousin-"

"That doesn't say much at all!" Sasuke hissed annoyed.

"Well, I am not a love-expert."

"You should be! You have Zabuza, if you are capable of making a guy like him fall for you, then you are pretty much a love expert."

Haku knitted his eyebrows.

"That makes a Zabubza expert now, doesn't it?" He said, still sounding calm.

"Not my point!" Sasuke hissed in defeat. He started to feel if a guy like Haku couldn't help him. Nobody could.

"Sasuke, if you fancy Naruto. I think you should speak up and tell him how you feel. He is a very kind and honest men. If he returns the feelings, great for you. If he doesn't…Well, he doesn't strike me as the type to be freaked out by it and break your friendship over it."

"Pff..Stupid." Sasuke folded his arms and leaned against the stall door. "Who the hell tells somebody they fancy them. Be real, wait for your deathbed and confess your feeling then and die before they are capable of rejecting you."

Haku remained quiet and slowly shook his head.

"If you aren't really to tell him…That is fine too," he sighed and got up. "I am actually hungry, Sasuke. I would like to have some breakfast now." He put his hand on the Uchiha's shoulder before opening the stall door and walking out.

"W-wait!"Sasuke looked over his shoulder at Haku, "When did you figure out you actually…Liked…Zabubza?"

Haku chuckled.

"The moment he kissed me in the library last year."

With those words, Haku headed for the Great Hall and left Sasuke behind in the bathroom. For a moment Sasuke considered maybe he should be the one to kiss Naruo, but he rejected the idea almost immediately.

The first lesson of the day was about the start and Sasuke just made it in time. He rushed to his usual table next to Suigetsu and in front of Karin.

"You got what you needed?" Karin asked him a bit suspicious.

"Yeah, I got my potions book."

"Hmm…You said it was D.A.D.A you were getting…" Karin narrowed her eyes suspiciously, but Sasuke shook it off.

"Hey, Naruto was looking for you in the Great Hall. He didn't seem too happy." Suigetsu said.

"…Wasn't he…" Sasuke wasn't sure how to respond.

"My stupid cousin probably got himself in some trouble again and wants us to help him clean it up." Karin rolled her eyes. "He asked if we could meet him at the seventh floor after our last lesson."

"Are we sure he isn't just going to prank us?" Suigetu asked, looking over his shoulder at Karin.

"If he does, aunty Kushina will beat the shit out of him. He is no longer allowed to prank me!" Karin said behind gritted teeth. "Last summer he transfigured my pillow in a giant spider in the middle of the night. I screamed my lungs out and it jumped in my mouth."

Both Suigetsu and Sasuke shared a look of disgust.

"Uncle Minato was very hard on him. He deserved that." Karin folded her arms and sat back in her table. Kakashi entered the classroom, five minutes too late, but that was normal for him. He moved his wand and all the tables flew to the side. The students got up from their chairs that then followed the desks towards the edges of the classroom.

"Practical lesson," Kakashi said. "One might say a small test to see how good you guys have been doing your individual reading." He turned around ones he reached a locker closet. He knocked on it and something inside it starting banging loudly, even make the closet move.

"What could possibly be in here? Anybody had any idea?" Kakashi asked.

"Assuming it is in the closet…Your gayness?" A Gryffindor boy whispered to his friends, getting a few chuckles from his friends. Sasuke looked at them; if eyes could kill…The boy's body would have been the thing hidden inside that very closet now. He didn't know what made him so angry at these gay jokes. He didn't particularly care about Kakashi Hatake…Or…Did he now?

"Karin, enlighten us," Kakashi spoke.

"A Boggart, professor Hatake," Karin spoke. Kakashi nodded satisfied by her answer.

"Take ten points for Slytherin for your excellent observation, Ms Uzumaki" He said.

"Now can anybody tell me what a Boggart looks like."

Sasuke raised his hand in the air and yet again Kakashi looked pleased. He gave Sasuke a small nod.

"A boggart is an amortal shape-shifting non-being that takes on the form of the viewer's worst fear. Because of their shape-shifting ability, no one knows what a boggart looks like when it is alone, as it instantly changes into one's worst fears when one first sees it."

"Very well, Mr Uchiha." He looked at the other students in his class. Some of the Gryffindor boys looked at the floor, muttering among themselves but Kakashi couldn't hear what they were saying.

"And what do you do when you face a Boggart?" He asked, looking at the other students in the class. Nobody seem to rise their hands.

"The charm that combats a boggart is Riddikulus. The charm requires a strong mind and good concentration. The incantation and wand movement alone will not affect a boggart. The spell can be tricky, because it involves making the creature into a figure of fun, so that fear can be dispelled in amusement. If the caster is able to laugh aloud at the boggart, it will disappear at once. The intention is to force the boggart to assume a less-threatening and hopefully comical form" Sasuke answered.

"Fantastic, Sasuke." Kakashi said. "There is a second method too. Do you happen to know that one?" Kakashi asked.

Sasuke remained quiet for a second.

"Well…I guess a boggart can only look like one person's biggest fear and not more. So…Having more than one people confronting a Boggart could confuse it?" Sasuke guessed.

Kakashi smiled and nodded.

"Another ten points to Slytherin." He said. He indicated for his students to make a line and so they did. The first and by far the one who wanted to run outside of the classroom the most was Hinata Hyuuga. Kakashi grabbed her by her shoulder before she could try going to the back of the class.

"Ms Hyuuga," Kakashi spoke. Her face turned red and her body started slowly trembling.

"P-professor..I..I don't think…I could…I don't.." She put her hands in front of her face.

"That is alright, Hinata. We are all afraid. Facing our fears is the hardest thing each of us will have to do. If we don't…We will never overcome them. So, tell me Ms. Hyuuga. What do you fear most?" Kakashi asked.

Hinata lowered her hands and held her wand with both hands now.

"I…I'm…Afraid of… S-Snakes." She shut her eyes in embarrassment.

"Oh yeah, they can be nasty animals," Kakashi said.

"He is the head of Slytherin…" Sasuke whispered to Suigetsu who just shook his head.

"Now…Imagine a snake…a snake…With a funny hat? Perhaps your grandmother's clothes on? Or tied in a big knot!" Kakashi said, seeing Hinata chuckle.

"Do you remember the spell, Ms Hyuuga?"

"Yes…Reddikulus," she said reassured.

"Good pronunciation. Now, I will release the Boggart and it will probably turn into a snake. You think of a snake wearing a…Funny hat. Don't be too scared; I will be right here when you panic." Kakashi spoke. Hinata nodded, trusting the professor completely. Kakashi walked towards the closet looked over his shoulder at Hinata.

"Now, grab your wand, be alert." He said and counted down from three before releasing the boggart. Just as expected it turned into a big snake with huge fangs. Hinata trembled when she looked at it, but she didn't run away or cry. She pointed her wand at the snake.

"R..R..Red-dikulus…Reddikulus!" She shouted. The snake suddenly wore a big flower hat, making it look like the centre of a sun flower. Hinata laughed as did other people standing behind her.

"Very well, ms Hyuuga. Take ten points for Hufflepuff. Now the next one!" Kakashi said. The boggart changed a couple of times. Turning into big spiders, clowns, Jason from Friday the 13th and one time it turned into Freddy Krueger…Which Sasuke did enjoy seeing on the list of fears.

It was Sasuke's turn next and he thought of some scary things he had seen in the muggle word. Most of them came from horror movies he secretly watched even though Obito told him not to. The Boggart shape-shifted from a Sea Serpent wearing a ballerina outfit to a sudden dark void. A dead body suddenly lied on the floor. The body of a man with short dark grey hair. It then turned into a woman that strongly resembled Sasuke. She had beautiful raven hair and wore fancy dark blue robes and a silver head chain with diamond pieces in it. The bodies shifted between the two.

Sasuke froze on the spot, looking at the lifeless body on the floor. He lowered his wand, dropping it on the floor. He felt terrible; He felt scared. Tears were welling up in his eyes and all he could do was stare blankly at the bodies of the two people he recognised from the mirror of Erised as his parents. The parents he never knew and yet his body was reacting like they meant his whole life. Even though he had no memory of them whatsoever. He fell down on his knees. He couldn't hear anything. There was a faint voice in his head of a woman calling his name. It repeated over and over again.

"Sasuke, snap out of it!" Kakashi suddenly appeared in front of him, covering Sasuke from the Boggart. The Boggart suddenly shifted into a different shape again and now everybody gasped by the sight of a man, resembling an older Kakashi, hanging from a rope. Kakashi grabbed his wand and said 'Ridikulus' it turned into a balloon flying across the classroom and falling inside of the closet again that closed itself again and then locked.

A silence emerged in the classroom and everybody was staring at the Uchiha.

"Sasuke…" Karin knelt next to him, her hand on his shoulder. Sasuke didn't move he was staring at the spot where the bodies just were.

"Sasuke…." She repeated in a even softer voice.

Sasuke finally reacted to her, he turned his head towards Karin and she could now clearly see the big tears sliding down his cheeks.

"Uchiha is crying"

"Protégé my ass."

"Can't even defeat a Boggart"

"Ey, shut up!" Suigetsu shouted at some of the student. "I will fucking jinx you if you speak one more word!"

Sasuke moved his hand to his face, feeling the wetness on his cheeks. He looked at his hand before turning his head to Kakashi.

"It is alright. You are alright…" Kakashi tried to comfort him. Sasuke looked at the closet and suddenly it all came back to him. The boggart. The lesson. The spell.

"Why don't you two escort him to Lady Shizune." Kakashi said, helping Sasuke up from the floor. His legs still didn't seem to work with him. Suigetsu grabbed Sasuke's arm and wrapped it around him as he supported him outside of the classroom.

They both remained quiet on the way to the infirmary. Lady Shizune was quite surprised by Sasuke's visitation, but didn't question it after having talked to Karin. She had a pitiful expression in her eyes as she gave the boy some Pumpkin juice in hope to get some colour back in his cheek.

"Are you…Alright?" Suigetsu asked after an awkward silence that lasted far too long.

"No…No I am not…" Sasuke whispered. His hands were still trembling. "I don't know what happened there."

"It is alright, Sasuke. There is nothing to be ashamed of. These things happen-"

"I wasn't until now…" Sasuke looked at Karin with a concerned look. "How bad was I there?"

"Well…It sort of looked like you were affected by a dementor's kiss," Suigetsu said honestly, getting a punch in the arm from Karin.

"That is…Bad…" Sasuke said, putting his glass down with shaking hands.

"It was not!" She said determined, "Everybody would have been like that if they had gone through what you had been put through. To be so cruelly reminded of it… Of course it would trigger something"

"Karin….I have amnesia. I don't remember anything about my parents...About the Uchihas or my childhood." Sasuke admitted, "My body just…Just reacted on its own and all I could hear…Was this woman calling my name...Over and over again."

"Karin did call out a few times when you were in your trance" Suigetsu said. Sasuke looked down on the bed.

"It wasn't Karin…It was a whole other voice."

"Maybe…You heard your mother's voice?" Karin questioned.

Shizune pulled the white curtain away that gave the three some privacy.

" I don't see a reason why you two should miss out on your potion lesson. Now go. Taking care of students is my job." Shizune said guiding the two out of the infirmary before walking back to Sasuke's bed side.

"How are you feeling, dear?" She put the back of her hand on Sasuke's forehead. Sasuke just slowly nodded. "Why don't you take your rest a bit longer and return to the lessons after lunch." Shizune suggested.

"I don't mind missing potions…" Sasuke agreed with her before lying his head on the pillow. Maybe a nap would do him a bit better.

Lunch was about to start and Sasuke saw his friends already sit there. He walked towards them, seeing a few people look at him and whisper. He decided to ignore it and sit down. He was feeling quite hungry by now and all he wanted was to eat.

"How are you feeling?" Karin asked.

"I am feeling a lot better," Sasuke said, filling his plate with a bit of everything he could get his hands on.

"How was potions? Did I miss a lot?" Suigetsu suddenly straightened his back and filled his mouth with food. That could only mean he was hiding something.

"Well…The news about what happened during D.A.D.A sort of…Spread around the entire school."

Sasuke shook his head.

"How bad is it. You said it yourself…Most people would-"

"I know what I said. I stand by it!" Karin immediately defended herself.

"However," she took a deep breath, "rumours…They tend to drift away from the original story."

"I am going to ask one more time…How…Bad?"

"They say you peed your pants during D.A.D.A and your boggart took the shake of…A female version of you?" Suigetsu finally answered.

"That wasn't a female version of me!" Sasuke hissed, "that was my mother."

"You take strongly after her." Suigetsu tried to change the topic.

"I heard that before."

Karin and Suigetsu shared a quick look before looking back at Sasuke.

"Yeah some guy in a mask said I looked just like my mot-" Sasuke stopped talking before he realised that person was just a figment of his subconscious as he had been dreaming. "Nevermind."

"Tobirama did ask about you," Suigetsu said. "He seemed to genuine when he said he hoped you would feel better soon."

"He did?" Sasuke asked surprised.

"He might have not worded it that way…But he did mean it tho !"Suigetsu tried to cheer him up. Sasuke sighed, suddenly his appetite was gone again. He pushed his plate away and his hid face in his hands. This day couldn't get worse.

But he was wrong.

"Oi, Uchiha!" Kiba walked past the Slytherin table and was now standing behind Karin. "Heard you peed your pants. Ha! Didn't your diaper contained the pee?"

Sasuke glared up at the Gryffindor Beater.

"You seem to know an awful lot about diapers. Speaking of experience I see, Dog Breath," Karin looked over her shoulder at him and Kiba gritted his teeth, wanting to say something back at her, but stopped himself.

"You're lucky your cousin is my best friend or I would have told you right in your face-"

"What?" Karin got up, putting one hand on her hip as she looked over her glasses at him. "Call me a what?" She leaned in, causing Kiba to back off.

"Tch."

Naruto walked in the great hall and immediately made eye contact with his best friend. He waved and Kiba proceeded to ignore the Slytherins and wave back at his friend.

"Hey," Kiba gave Naruto a box before Naruto turned his head to the Slytherin table.

"Sasuke, how are you doing?" Naruto asked, noting Sasuke's pale face. He proceeded to sit down next to his cousin on the currently, almost, empty table.

Sasuke didn't answer as he looked down at the table again.

"It depends on what you have heard so far" Suigetsu said, he put his hand on Sasuke's shoulder, but Sasuke pulled away. "I'm going to take some fresh air."

"Right behind you." Suigetsu said as Sasuke already walked away from the great hall, leaving his two friends behind.

"He doesn't seem to do so well. Did something happen?" Naruto asked Karin, leaning his arm on her shoulder.

"Yeah, Sasuke, from the powerful Uchiha clan, Hogwarts Protégé and last of his name. Peed himself when encountering a boggart. A boggart!" Kiba laughed, sitting on Karin's other side. He regretted it right away when Karin pushed her elbow right in his ribs. Kiba hissed and gave Naruto a warning look which Naruto ignored.

"That is not what happened!" Suigetsu shouted.

"Sasuke's boggart turned into the dead bodies of his parents and…He wasn't prepared for such confrontation. He sort of got into a state of shock and was then send to Lady Shizune by professor Hatake." Karin informed her cousin. "I think he still feels a bit shocked."

Kiba suddenly remained quiet and looked away. He suddenly felt like a jerk now that he knew the true story.

"Now I feel terrible…" Kiba said.

"You should." Suigetsu glared at him from across the table.

"That is horrible…" Naruto sighed, looking at the door of the great hall.

Sasuke was heading towards the lake. Right when he was about to walk outside of the castle he felt somebody grabbing his shoulder gently. He immediately turned around and was about to grab his wand and attack if he hadn't recognised his D.A.D.A teacher right away.

"A word, Mr Uchiha." He tried to give Sasuke a kind smile, but it felt a bit creepy instead. Sasuke didn't argue when he followed his teacher to his classroom. Kakashi walked to his desk and opened one of the drawers. He grabbed a biscuit tin and put it on his desk.

"Would you like some tea?" Kakashi asked.

"I am not setting you up with Obito," Sasuke immediately said. Kakashi laughed. Only Sasuke couldn't tell if he was just casually laughing or if it was one of those evil ones that said that the topic would come back.

"Not my current intentions," Kakashi said. A tea pot flew in from behind him with two little cups that were all matching. Porcelain with a dog on it. When the cups were filled with it placed itself in front of Sasuke.

"Why?" Sasuke asked, he looked sceptically at the tea before taking it. It felt rude to just let it stand there. He could already hear Obito's nagging in his ears for occasionally doing so when they visited their neighbour that was almost a hundred year and not looking so young as the Senjus did.

"I wanted to talk to you about what happened today." Kakashi expression turned serious. Sasuke looked down at his cup of tea, he now noticed the dogs on the cups moved.

"I don't know why I lost it out there…" Sasuke whispered. He remembered the boggart taking the dead form of his parents. Suddenly he remembered how Kakashi covered him from the boggart when he realised Sasuke wasn't going to be able to cast the charm.

He looked up at Kakashi.

"…Your boggart?" Sasuke whispered remembering the old man that was hanging from a rope. Kakashi didn't say anything as he put some sugar in his tea…Or better said, put tea in his sugar.

"My father," Kakashi finally answered, "He had taken his own life when I was six years old."

Sasuke lowered his eyes again. He had no idea how to react to something as horrible as that.

"That…Must have been awful, professor" he finally spoke. He could only imagine a six years old walking in his father's room and seeing his lifeless body hang there. How much it must have damaged the man in front of him.

"I have resented him for it, but I learned to make my peace with it," Kakashi said.

Suddenly the reason behind this conversation became clear for Sasuke. He met the dark eyes of his professor.

"A boggart takes the shape of one's greatest fear. But…If I don't remember it…Then why does it affect me? Why did he take that shape? How could I ever learn to make my peace with it?" Sasuke was eagerly asking question, expecting the man in front of him to know every answer, but he silence made Sasuke lose hope.

"You know before I became a teacher, I was an auror. Before I became an auror I…Dropped out of Hogwarts and travelled the world."

Sasuke's was surprised by hearing this. He didn't pick his Defence Against the Dark Arts professor for somebody who dropped out of school.

" I was always very good at Defence Against the Dark Arts and I got my money from doing some freelancing work around old wizarding villages. Getting rid of dark creatures. It is then when I realised that everything I have been taught by books and only books were wrong. Boggarts are no exception. I don't think we truly understand them, not till this day."

"I get it…" Sasuke said, not sure what else to say.

"But I have learned to understand some of the dark creatures we must understand the type of person they attack."

"Blame it on the victim." Sasuke sat back in his chair, some of his tea spilling on his pants, but he didn't seem to care too much. It had gotten cold anyway.

"Not what I am saying." Kakashi gave him a small smile, "I am saying that perhaps…You remember more than you think? Maybe your greatest fear is to remember the memories of the massacre? "

"I don't know!?" Sasuke hissed. "I woke up in a hospital with amnesia. That is all I know about the oh-so-great Uchiha clan."

Sasuke put the cup down and folded his arms.

"Besides I was pretty sure I was afraid of Chucky. I was nine, Obito told me not to watch it. I didn't listen…And I had nightmares for months." Sasuke said.

"What is a Chucky?" Kakashi frowned.

"Worst thing in the world!" Sasuke hissed. A silence fell between them. Although uncomfortable for Sasuke..Kakashi just seem to enjoy his biscuit quite well.

"Maybe I am glad I don't remember anything. I just know living with Obito is something that made me feel generally safe and happy. If those memories would ever return…I doubt I be the same." Sasuke thought of Binky and the horrible things he had done to her as a child of the Uchiha clan.

"It could have been fate?" Sasuke sighed. He finished his cup of tea.

"Would you like to try it…Again?" Kakashi pointed at the closet the boggart was in.

Sasuke looked at the closet. There was nobody to watch him if he redeemed himself by casting the perfect charm. There was a big chance the same thing would happen again and he would be back in lady Shizune's care. But somehow…Kakashi's speech of acceptance popped in his head. The old teacher had really his way of leaving an impact.

"Yes…" Sasuke sighed, getting up from the chair and grabbing his wand.

"I will be right here if you panic" Kakashi said as he approached the closet. Sasuke walking in front of it.

"I know…" Sasuke had a small smile on his face. He held his wand up and closed his eyes.

"Breath in….And out…Focus.."

Kakashi opened the closet and the boggart headed straight for Sasuke, just like before it turned into the body of his mother before turning in to his father's.

Sasuke grabbed his wand tightly.

"Focus…Focus…Focus.."

"Ridikulus!"

The boggart turned into one of the Kakashi's dog mugs.

Sasuke chuckled and the boggart returned to the closet which Kakashi closed. He looked at Sasuke. The Uchiha expected some sort of smile or perhaps even a compliment. But he didn't get any.

"So you don't like my mugs? You didn't need to hurt my feelings with it!" Kakashi seemed pretty upset.

Sasuke looked cluelessly at him. Did he expect people to genuinely appreciate his mugs? He thought he had bought them precisely because they were lame.

"Get out!" Kakashi pointed at the door. Sasuke bolted the moment he got the change. He ran out of the classroom and down the hall. He bumped into somebody and almost felt backwards if that person hadn't quickly grabbed him by his arm.

"Sasuke, we were all looking for you!" Naruto seemed concerned. He could see Sasuke smiling as he looked over his shoulder.

"I turned a boggart into Kakashi's porcelain tea cup, the one with the moving dogs, and he took great offense in it. He got so mad he basically screamed at me to get out!" Sasuke laughed, causing Naruto to laugh too.

"You never say anything about professor Hatake's cups and tea pot. He is really sensitive about that, dattebayo!" Naruto laughed. He was glad to see Sasuke had finally gotten some colour back in his face and seeing him laugh like he did at the moment. Naruto just knew whatever issues he had before were gone.

"Oi, you found him!" Kiba ran towards their direction and raised an eyebrow when seeing Naruto holding Sasuke's arm.

Naruto immediately let go, pulling his arm back like he had gotten burned.

"Right..Uhm..Kiba has something to say to you" Naruto said, giving his friend an encouraging nod. Kiba swallowed.

"Uhm..Sorry..About…Before. I shouldn't have…" Kiba said, not even looking at Sasuke when he said it. Those words tasted bitter.

"Good boy," Naruto joked, patting Kiba on the head like he was some sort of dog.

"Cut it out!" Kiba barked at him. "Come we are going to be late for transfiguration."

Naruto sighed before looking at Sasuke.

"See you, Sasuke" He said, he was waving eagerly as he got pulled away by Kiba.

#Narusasu #hogwarts au #naruto #sasuke #chapter 10

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Can you please rant about jk Rowling she’s fucking awful with her queerbaiting, racism, and transphobia. Like I need someone else to validate me for not liking her

absolutely i hate her!!!!! this is a REALLY long post but she’s written so much and she’s been in the spotlight since her books got famous so like… there’s a lot to talk about i guess. anyway @ jk rowling get ready to be called out

racism

first of all on this valid bitch of an i hate jk rowling post, the ilvermorny houses. it’s like…. Big cultural appropriation of native american ideas and stories, twisting them to fit her narrative for harry potter and completely disrespecting their history and origins. the history she creates for north american wizards is shit too, saying that native americans would “primitively” practice magic until europeans civilized them with wands (even tho…. it’s like really impressive to do magic without wands in her universe??? like sounds like the native americans were way ahead of europeans, but ofc she twists her own narrative to make the natives primitive). her whole history or north american wizardry also apparently just follows white wizards immigrating to north america and shit……

this video is……. a really good poem on the stereotypes and fetishization of cho chang and there’s no way i can reword what the speaker says bc she says it too good so,,, watch it

jk rowling is also really good at speaking out about racism when she wants to on twitter and yet all of her canonical poc characters in the books are background characters. i know hermione is black in the cursed child play, but that feels a bit like the dumbledore thing to me, like they never actually talk abotu it in the books? and if she wanted hermione to be black why didn’t she have any protests about emma watson being cast? if she wanted harry to be brown why didn’t she have any protests about daniel radcliffe being cast? i don’t know if she had any say in that, but i guess she had a say in insisting that the actors had to be british, so if she cared about making a main character poc, why did she not have any qualms about the cast, even in retrospect, even respectful ones like “i love daniel and emma to death but in retrospect i wrote them as characters of color”?

like she didn’t have to push dean and cho and the very small characters of color to the side but she did. she didn’t have to stereotype cho but she did. there are no poc in fbawtft, or there aren’t in the movie at least – and if she’s so happy about johnny depp and can speak out about that relentlessly, but she wanted there to be characters of color in fantastic beasts, why can’t she speak out about that?

like the cultural appropriation is enough to see that she’s clearly a racist asshole who doesn’t care about the cultures of people who aren’t white, but it’s also clear to see in the background of her writing that she doesn’t care about research for shit if it’ll help to respect people of color in her stories, and she certainly doesn’t care to ensure that there are important characters of color for people to look up to when they read her books or watch the movies about them

transphobia

i guess she liked a terf’s article on twitter? like i dont’ knwo how reputable my sources on that were or if she meant to, but if she did, yikes

and from what i saw of the article it was Deep Terf Rhetoric, and tbqh i wouldn’t put it past her to have meant to have done that

i’ve seen ppl saying harry potter has transphobic aspects to it as well but i couldn’t find anything under all the times she’s “defended” trans ppl on twitter like idk i can’t take anythign she says on twitter by heart bc everything she does feels performative and fake af, and i haven’t read the books in like four years so i can’t say for sure based on my own memory

also she wrote a trans woman in a more recent novel and she’s apparently totally impulsively violent like wow great way to conform to nasty stereotypes about trans women lmfao

like esp bc of this i wouldn’t put it past her to be a terf

homophobia & queerbaiting

saying! dumbledore! is gay! after! the fucking! book series! is not! representation!!!!!

even if she HAD make him gay during the series, he’s not good rep??? he was a manipulative asshole who let a child stay in an abusive home becuase he was too big of a dumbass to think about a way around the issue so that a little boy could live in a home full of people who treated him fairly. so uhh?? the cishets can fucking have him, i don’t WANT him in the goddamn community.

but she thinks that she’s not homophobic bc he’s the only gay character who never even got to talk about being gay, who we never see in a relationship with a man. like throwing gay ppl scraps isn’t?? rep??? it’s queerbaiting you dumb bitch @ jk rowling….

she specifically said herself that werewolves are meant to represent diseases like AIDS, and characters like fenrir greyback are predatory werewolves who want tos pread around the AIDS-like disease, conforming to 1980s homophobic stereotypes against gay people for “wanting” to spread around AIDS like how can you in one breath say you want to bring light to diseases like AIDS and in the next make a character who literally models homophobic stereotypes with the same disease??

also, remus was supposed to be gay apparently, but he “changed and fell in love with tonks” like ok first of all bi people exist, second of all why would you write a straight person who’s supposed to basically have AIDS when that sounds a hell of a lot like “predatory gay man infects poor straight kid” like there’s SO MUCH wrong with that, and yeah you kind of have to dig into it a little bit to get there, but when you’re writing about risky topics and you literally admit to it, you need to be WELL-VERSED on what you’re writing about!! and to say you’re writing about AIDS is deeply mixed with gay history! and to say that the main character who is a werewolf was SUPPOSED to be gay and then pretend you’re NOT associating it with gay people is just… such cognitive dissonance, or maybe really ridiculous ignorance

also, dumbledore is dead. so even if he was good rep, and it was within the books, he’s fucking dead. another buried gay, fuckos! pile em up!

and i’ve heard there’s a shit ton of queerbaiting between harry’s son and draco’s son in cursed child? which like…. may just be subtext, but there’s a huge section of the fandom who’s all about harry x draco (i have not good feelings about that ship personally but to say it’s not popular is to never have seen anything in the fandom), and she must know that? like she’s not oblivious is she? so why would she like…. put subject between their sons? ?? it feels like it’s a bone to “hey i never gave you harry x draco, so here are their sons, who i’m also never going to give you”

also? if grindelwald WAS dumbledore’s bf at some point, what does that say about what she thinks about queer men? he’s deeply predatory and preys on credence in a very creepy way that plays on stereotypes about older gay men preying on younger gay boys, and he’s also a disgusting villain played by johnny fucking depp, an abuser (who SHE SUPPORTS) of all people. what does that say about what her mind goes to when she thinks about gay men?????

i don’t actually know her role in those films, but she has said she loves depp, what he’s done with the character, and where the darkness of grindelwald is going in the first movie and its sequels, so even if her role is very little, she supports what is being done.

also…. um apparently newt scamander created a werewolf registry…. a little honest to god werewolf registry in the fucking 40s….. ??????????? what r we supposed to think here, about a registry of discriminated ppl in the FORTIES…….????? and that’s the protag of fantastic beasts… cool it’s fine it’s fine

ableism

when talking about irredeemable characters like voldemort, she literally said that “whether it’s a personality disorder or illness” they’re not redeemable…. !!!?? here is a post on that subject with links to the sources of the interviews she said this in.

i don’t know where to put this bc this could be any number of things but i just thought about this so i’ll put it here: the thing that’s created in fantastic beasts, where it’s like basically a personification of anguish from suppressing magic – that’s quite blatantly a reference to any number of minorities, like gay people suppressing their sexuality, trans people suppressing their gender, the mentally ill and disabled pushing themselves too hard or trying to ignore/hide it… and credence was vilified and killed and the protags weren’t even… really sad about it?? and the ministry of magic never really THOUGHT About that they just killed him….. and that’s okay…. that’s fine… they’re just going around killing a bunch of KIDS who are inconvenient to them and who basically symbolize a whole number of oppressed groups. cool, it’s fine

you could also make a point that werewolves also represent the mentally ill, and all the same fucked up shit basically applies here

she also said that everything that muggles can get can be cured by magic, thereby effectively giving some bullshit reason for not actually having any disabled or mentally ill characters, also assuming that it’s not totally ableist to just…. “cure” all that? she didn’t say it specifically about mental illnesses and disabilities, but it’s clear to see that with her attitude on “irredeemable” mentally ill people, she would

fatphobia

most fat characters in harry potter are shitty people. the dursleys, pettigrew, and umbridge – all characters we’re supposed to find deeply wrong, the ones we’re supposed to hate the most other than, like, voldemort. like…..? a lot of the other fat characters are all “matronly” like molly weasley or stubborn and “lazy” like cornelius fudge who allowed voldemort to rise to power. like what’s that supposed to say about what she thinks the extent of fat people is? stubborn, evil, or motherly?

she actually has a character grow fatter and fatter based on how shitty she acts towards harry because of a magic mishap. she also usually describes the nice fat people as “plump” and “pleasant,” while she describes dudley as “so much like a pig” that he couldn’t even be turned furhter into a pig when it was attempted, or as a “killer whale,” or vernon dursley as “having no neck”

her fascination with abusers

exhibit a: she loves johnny depp, she loves him for the part of grindelwald, she praises what he’s done for the character, she praises his casting. he’s abused his wife..................

exhibit b: she loves dumbledore. he is constantly manipulating harry and not actually helping him get out of difficult situations at home or at school, putting him and the other kids in danger multiple times, not talking about important information to keep them safe, like??

exhibit c: snape. a fucking nasty ass creep to lily. neville’s GREATEST FEAR. like i dont’ even need to talk about this, we all know snape, dumbledore, and johnny depp are shitty lmfao

and yet she named harry’s kids after dumbledore and snape, like they didn’t fuck harry’s life up, especially snape, who terrorized him and his friends.

in conclusion fuckos

she’s nasty!!!!! i was going to do a section on sexism but i can’t find anything – i think she’s too much of a White Feminist to be sexist, probably. likely she cares more about researching feminist issues than she does about researching native myths before she steals them for her own gain lmfao. there is the fact that she supports an abuser like johnny depp, tho!

she is constantly like… going against all this on twitter too lmfao, like it’s hard to find good articles on her shittiness on the first page of google bc most of it is “jk rowling defends trans people against transphobic tweet, jk rowling defends muslims against islamophobic tweet, jk rowling defends [this group or that group]” and yet she includes so much bigotry hidden in the details of her books and what she says about her books. like i know some of this isn’t quite on the surface, but ultimately when you write a book with subjects you don’t really know about, your inherent biases are going to be apparent under the surface, and since she’s such a famous author with so many books and so much spotlight on her, if you dig in a little you can make easy conclusions/clearly see what she thinsk about minorities. so it’s really fucking annoying that she’s so “good and progressive” on twitter because it’s obviously performative so she can get the progressive points required for more people to buy her shit. like that’s the best word i can think of to describe her: performative.

#this took me two hours to compile please appreciate me hhhhhHHHH #i know i didn't source a lot but i can find sources if y'all want. most of it is me just talking about what she's said anyway #ask #anon #anti jk rowling #anyway let it be known i love harry potter as much as the next asshole of this generation but you can love hp and hate her

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